terça-feira, 13 de outubro de 2009

All time is unredeemable

I

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.

T. S. Eliot
Excerto de Burnt Norton, nº 1 de Four Quartets (1943)

1 comentário:

  1. e quantos ecos temos!? este é um: que pode já não estar exacto: "quando sou era, quando era sou, se sou serei, se for era, embora fosse serei" (peter handke).
    beijinho e abraço

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