John Mitchell

“The only emperor is the emperor of ice cream.”
― Wallace Stevens, The Collected Poems

“The way of the world is to bloom and to flower and die but in the affairs of men there is no waning and the noon of his expression signals the onset of night. His spirit is exhausted at the peak of its achievement. His meridian is at once his darkening and the evening of his day.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

“Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.”
― Wallace Stevens, Harmonium

“I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.”
― T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems