Surely, If Life Is Good, It Is

The World, With All Its Beauty And Adventure, Its Richness And Variety, Is Darkened By Cruelty. Death, If It Ends The Loveliness, The Adventure, Ends Also That. Death Balances The Picture.

When A Person That One Loves Is In The World And Alive And Well, And Pleased To Be In The World, Then To Miss Them Is Only A New Flavor, A Salt Sharpness In Experience. It Is When The Beloved Is Unhappy Or Maimed Or Troubled That One Misses With Pain.

It Is The Brevity Of Life Which Makes It Tolerable; Its Experiences Have Value Because They Have An End.

It Is Better To Take Experience, To Suffer, To Love, And To Remember Than To Walk Unscathed Between The Fires. I've Had Most Immunities Myself - The Result Of An Independent Income Combined With A Personality Completely Devoid Of Sexual Attractions - The Two Fires Of Poverty And Passion Have Therefore Never Burned Me, And I Am A Lesser Person For My Safety.

The Things That One Most Wants To Do Are The Things That Are Probably Most Worth Doing.