But A Mermaid Has No

I Have Shed Pewter Tears! It Is Too Melancholy! Rather Let Me Go To The Wars And Lose Arms And Legs! It Would At Least Be A Change. I Cannot Bear It Longer! Now, I Know What It Is To Have A Visit From One's Old Thoughts, With What They May Bring With Them! I Have Had A Visit From Mine, And You May Be Sure It Is No Pleasant Thing In The End; I Was At Last About To Jump Down From The Drawers.

How Little Do The Wisest Among Us Know Of That Which Is So Important To Us All.

Enjoy Life. There's Plenty Of Time To Be Dead.

I Only Appear To Be Dead.

Every Man's Life Is A Fairy Tale Written By God's Fingers.