Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At times, indeed, almost ridiculous— Almost, at times, the Fool.

To make an end is to make a beginning.

You have learned enough to see that cats are much like you and me.

Whatever you do, don't whimper, but take the consequences.

We shall not cease from exploration

Any poet, if he is to survive beyond his 25th year, must alter; he must seek new literary influences; he will have different emotions to express.