We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Throug… - T. S. Eliot

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, remembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea. — T.S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding,” Four Quartets (Gardners Books; Main edition, April 30, 2001) Originally published 1943.

We must not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time.

And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time

Mr. Aldous Huxley, who is perhaps one of those people who have to perpetrate thirty bad novels before producing a good one, has a certain natural — but little developed — aptitude for seriousness.

There is no method but to be very intelligent.

I see the eyes but not the tears
This is my affliction.