So that was the Lighthouse, was it? No, the other was also the Lighthouse. For nothing was simply one thing

“She was like a crinkled poppy; with the desire to drink dry dust.”

“Vain trifles as they seem, clothes have, they say, more important offices than …”

“I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise u…”

“He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote p…”