not fare well, but fare forward

All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance.

To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not / You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.

And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor - And this, and so much more? -

Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed, Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter, I am no prophet--and here's no great matter; I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, And in short, I was afraid.

I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

Again I must remind you that a dog's a dog-a cat's a cat.