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The Waste Land Quotes

20 of the best book quotes from The Waste Land
01
″(And I Tiresias have foresuffered all Enacted on this same divan or bed; I who have sat by Thebes below the wall And walked among the lowest of the dead.)”
02
“Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled, And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.”
03
“So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale Filled all the desert with inviolable voice And still she cried, and still the world pursues, “Jug Jug” to dirty ears.”
04
“—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Yours arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing Looking into the heart of light, the silence.”
05
“By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept…”
06
“Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks, The lady of situations.”
07
“Do You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember Nothing?”″
08
“You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique. (And her only thirty-one) I can’t help it, she said, pulling a long face, It’s them pills I took, to bring it off, she said.”
09
“April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.”
10
″ Burning burning burning burning O Lord Thou pluckest me out O Lord Thou pluckest burning.”
11
“He, the young man carbuncular arrives, A small house agent’s clerk, with one bold stare, One of the low on whom assurance sits As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.”
12
“Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata. Shantih shantih shantih.”
13
“I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest— I too awaited the expected guest.”
14
“I will show you fear in a handful of dust.”
15
“The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne.”
16
“Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants.”
17
“What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images...”
18
“Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls Of Magnus Martyr hold Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.”
19
“In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.”
20
“O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.”
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