I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope,
for hope would be hope of 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.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing. -TS Eliot
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