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The only way of expressing emotion in the form of art is by finding an objective correlative in other words, a set of objects, a situation, a chain of events which shall be the formula for that particular emotion such that when the external facts, which must terminate in sensory experience, are given, the emotion is immediately evoked.

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T. S. Eliot
Age: 76 †
Born: 1888
Born: September 26
Died: 1965
Died: January 4
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