Some Eliot for a change

Peculiarly enough, since Friday, I cannot get the following passage from Eliot’s Four Quartets out of my mind. It’s like a Stoic mantra.

Eliot wrote his PhD thesis on Bradley but loved the Stoics. I’m not saying this because Eliot wrote on Seneca. No… Judge for yourself:

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.

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