For all of us it’s the things that won’t work that keep our interest.
“When I, poor Lais, with my crown
Of beauty could laugh Hellas down,
Young lovers crowded at my door,
Where no my lovers come no more.
So, Goddess, you will not refuse
A mirror that has now no use;
For what I was I cannot be,
And what I am I will not see.”
Edwin Arlington Robinson | “Lais to Aphrodite,” after the Greek of Plato