September 16, 2003
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Time
Words move, music moves
Only in time….
– T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets
It is time that beats in the breast and it is time
That batters against the mind, silent and proud,
The mind that knows it is destroyed by time.
Time is a horse that runs in the heart, a horse
Without a rider on a road at night.
The mind sits listening and hears it pass.
– Wallace Stevens, “The Pure Good of Theory”
Only through time time is conquered.
– T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets
