The Sea Is Always The Same: And

Often I Look Back And See That I Had Been Many Kinds Of A Fool-and That I Had Been Happy In Being This Or That Kind Of Fool.

I Cried Over Beautiful Things, Knowing No Beautiful Thing Lasts.

Poetry Is A Dance Music Measuring Buck-and-wing Follies Along With The Gravest And Stateliest Dead-marches.

What Is There More Of In The World Than Anything Else? Ends.

To Never See A Fool You Lock Yourself In Your Room And Smash The Looking-glass.