"Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spons;"
(The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, pg.4)

"With the other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a thousand furnished rooms."
(Preludes, pg.13)

"'...The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life.'"
The last twist of the knife.
(Rhapsody on a Windy Night, pg.18)

"So he would have left
As the soul leaves the body torn and bruised,"
(La Figlia Che Piange, pg. 26)

"Here I am, an old man in a dry month,
Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain."
(Gerontion, pg. 29)

"The hippopotamus's day
Is passed in sleep; at night he hunts;
God works in a mysterious way-
The Church can sleep and feed at once."
(The...