Shut your eyes and see.

and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

For the years, he felt, had not quenched his soul, or hers.

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.

Read your own obituary notice; they say you live longer. Gives you second wind. New lease of life.

By an epiphany he meant a sudden spiritual manifestation, whether in the vulgarity of speech or of gesture or memorable phrase of the mind itself. He believed it was for the man of letters to record these epiphanies with extreme care (saving them for later use, that is), seeing that they themselves are the most delicate and evanescent of moments.

All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.