Wednesday, August 4, 2010

"I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting
Wait without though, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing."

T. S. Elliot ("East Coker," III)