Petit Cabinet de Curiosités

« So on a summer’s day waves collect, overbalance, & fall; collect & fall; & the whole world seems to be saying “that is all” more & more ponderously, until even the heart in the body which lies in the sun on the beach says too, that is all. Fear no more, says the heart. Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, & renews, begins, collects, lets fall. & the body alone listens to the passing bee; the wave breaking; the dog barking, far away barking & barking. »