Is it always my fault?
Denis Donoghue: T.S. Eliot, 25 January 2007
“... with many names, different names for a familiar compound ghost.’ One of those names might be Walter Pater. In his essay on Coleridge, Pater referred to ‘that inexhaustible discontent, languor and homesickness . . . the chords of which ring all through our modern literature’. Eliot quoted those words in his essay on ‘Arnold and Pater’, only to ... ”