May 2, 2013

"And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions, 
Before the taking of a toast and tea"

- T.S. Elliot


How do we know said...

:) classic, in every sense of the word.

Eeda said...

my favourite always.