My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die.
Alfred Lord TennysonA life of nothing's nothing worth, From that first nothing ere his birth, To that last nothing under earth.
Alfred Lord TennysonA classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson