For if any man thinks that he alone is wise, that in speech or in mind he has no peer, such a soul, when laid open, is always found empty.
HAEMON
Sophocles
But set down.
This set down
This: were we led all that way for
Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,
We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death,
But had thought they were different; this Birth was
Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.
We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,
But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,
With an alien people clutching their gods.
I should be glad for another death.
-T.S. Eliot
