You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side...The Bending forward and backward of the rowers...

I think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .

I wear my hat as I please, indoors or out.

The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.

Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.

What stays with you latest and deepest? of curious panics, of hard-fought engagements or sieges tremendous what deepest remains?

Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself, it provokes me forever, it says sarcastically, Walt you contain enough, why don't you let it out then?