I shall open the door of every known Blue Room, hurrying out if there are ugly things inside.

I shall taste a little of every known bottle, feel everything there is to feel except the thing that hurts, laugh with everybody whose laugh is catching, do everything there is to do, go into every booth in the big Bazaar, and when I'm tired and there's nothing left, slip out of the endless procession with a thousand things stored in my memory.

Isn't that the way to live ?" "Young fool, you young fool," she cried, with the feeling of being forgotten and deserted, with not one speck on the blank horizon.
"You've failed--failed in everything.

You haven't even carried out your program.

Others have paid,--Martin and Gilbert and Alice, but the big bill has come in to you ...