"Almost everything that I behold in this wonderful country bears traces of improvement and reform - everything except Pie."

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Should at that moment the full moon Step forth upon the hill, And memories hard to bear at noon, By moonlight harder still, Form in the shadows of the trees, - Things that you could not spare And live, or so you thought, yet these All gone, and you still there, A man no longer what he was, Not yet the thing he planned.

— Edna St. Vincent Millay