"Call me Ishmael "

      ''split your lungs with blood and thunder

       when you see the white whale

       break your backs and crack your oars men

       if you wish to prevail''

Forever Lost

The Road goes ever on and on

Out from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone,

Let others follow it who can!

Let them a journey new begin,

But I at last with weary feet

Will turn towards the lighted inn,

My evening-rest and sleep to meet