chère douce Paris, je reviendrai un jour
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.
What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make and end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from.
For last words belong to last years language
And next years words await another voice.
But the passage now presents no hindrance
To the spirit unappeased and peregrine.
Between two worlds become much like each other.
So i find words i never thought to speak.
You say I am repeating
Something I have said before. I shall say it again.
Shall I say it again? In order to arrive there,
To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,
You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do not possess
You must go by a way of dispossession.
In order to arrive at what you are not
You must go through the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not.
T.S.Eliot, Four Quartets,East Coker quartet 2