I watch with envious eyes and mind, the single-souled who dare not feel The wind that blows beyond the moon, who do not hear the fairy reel
Also, I've already won all the awards.
Names come and names go.
What a refreshing mind you have, young man. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance, is there?
I was not so old that I would deny my own senses.
Any way, death is so final, isn't it? "Is it?" asked Richard. "Sometimes," said the marquis de Carabas. And they went down.