ablish his identity. However, his insecurities are tied in with his aging and the passage of time, so he is truly a tragic, doomed character. This is not to say, however, that Prufrock is unaware of the connection between time, his aging, and his unsuccessful attempt at a social life. On the contrary, he claims that he's "measured out his life with coffee spoons,"(51) a true testament to the self-proclaimed insignificance of his life. Prufrock claims that "I have known them all already, known them all"(49) referring to the "evenings, mornings, and afternoons"(50) of his life which he has seen pass by, insignificantly and illustrates both his failure with and fear of women. Prufrock even dreams of gaining knowledge from the afterlife on how to deal with women saying, "I am Lazarus, come from the dead,/ Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all."(94-95) Unfortunately for Prufrock, he pessimistically assumes that even if his dream came true, he still wouldn't know what to tell them all, or how. Eliot doesn't give any sense of hope for Prufrock in the poem. He remains a doomed character until the very end. Prufrock even admits that he has "seen the moment of my greatness flicker,"(84) He is a victim of time and natural selection. In the end Prufrock realizes that the life he dreams of is out of his reach. He still imagines attaining his desired position but realizes that he isn't recognized in that world. "I do not think that they will sing to me." (125) He is in effect a man with no place in society and no identity. His "overwhelming question" remains unanswered and he can only dream about being part of that society he idolizes, "Till human voices wake us, and we drown." (131) ...
