
For I have known them all already, known them all:--
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
(from T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock).
-- I also publish anime fiction as Coragyps --