Fill up my cup Vosen.

Vosen. I definitely agree with you. Henry gets under my skin! I think the fact that he let one woman ruin his entire life has a lot to do with it. Loving Henry Mussert is like loving a moment of life. Because that certainly is what he is. He lives once, and then thirty years (lets not get technical) later he passes on. Apparently he doesn't know your only alive when your living. Thus when Eliot says "you must go by a way in which there is no ecstasy..." I think he's talking about going in a way in which you do not live.

I realized when reading The Following Story for the second time that once Henry comes to terms with the pointlessness of what happened all his delusions of who he was because of it fall down. He's only able to tell the people on the boat what happened because they no longer see the mirages that herd us from day to day. Once he has given his story he gains the wisdom to understand the false realities that society distills on us. And when he has given up the illusions that he lives by, when he realizes that you can never actually know what another person is thinking from what they say, that's when he gives up his twenty minute lifetime (or this is when he begins to live life again). The Eternal return is what happens when he comes back to the place in his mind, but from a different view. It is the rejuvenation to live again.

"Fill up my cup, let's get f....."