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I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for 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.
——Eliot, East Coker III
我对我的灵魂说，别作声，耐心等待但不要寄予希望，
因为希望会变成对虚妄的希望；
耐心等待但不要怀有爱恋，
因为爱恋会变成对虚妄的爱恋；纵然犹有信心，
但是信心、爱和希望都在等待之中。
耐心等待但不要思索，因为你还没有准备好思索：
这样黑暗必将变得光明，静止也将变成舞蹈。
——艾略特，《东科克》之三，汤永宽译