There's always more to see.
All of Victorian verse is pentameter.
I read; I travel; I become
The classics can console. But not enough.
I try to forget what happiness was, and when that don't work, I study the stars.
Love After Love all your life, whom you have ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.