The promise was void, like so many other sweet, illusory promises of our childhood; void as promises made in Eden before the seasons were divided, and when the starry blossoms grew side by side with the ripening peach,—impossible to be fulfilled when the golden gates had been passed.

When I&#39;m able to see the ice ahead of time when I get the puck, I&#39;m able to make some pretty good plays.

A sentence should be read as if its author, had he held a plough instead of a pen, could have drawn a furrow deep and straight to the end.

Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They don&#39;t mean to do harm. But the harm does not interest them.

Written By T. S. Eliot

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