The Best Things Arrive On Time.

Perhaps We Clutch At Life Only When We Have Never Lived Or Trusted It. Then Death Seems The Last And Greatest Defeat, The End Of Something Never Felt.

If Something Anticipated Arrives Too Late It Finds Us Numb, Wrung Out From Waiting, And We Feel - Nothing At All. The Best Things Arrive On Time.

Hell Is More Like Boredom, Or Not Having Enough To Do, And Too Much Time To Contemplate One's Deficiencies.

It's When We're Given Choice That We Sit With The Gods And Design Ourselves.

... People Misunderstood Death, They Died Not Of Too Little Life But Of Too Much Life, That As The Skin Withered And The Future Grew Short It Was The Past That Took On Flesh, Until Ultimately The Sheer Accumulation Of Experience And Memory Became Too Heavy To Carry.