Life Goes Quickly, Doesn't It?

Soon Man Will Count All His Days, And Then Smaller Segments Of The Day, And Then Smaller Still—until The Counting Consumes Him, And The Wonder Of The World He Has Been Given Is Lost.

All Who Are Born Are Always Dying.

What's Wrong With Being Number 2?

When You're In Bed, You're Dead

Going Back To Something Is Harder Than You Think.