Why Haven't We Seventy Lives? One Is

Youth Knows No Remedy For Grief But Death.

Life Flows On Over Death As Water Closes Over A Stone Dropped Into A Pool. ... Fate Is Certain; Death Is Certain; But The Courage And Nobility Of Men And Women Matter More Than These.

I Would, If I Could, Always Feed To Music. The Singularly Graceless Action Of Thus Filling One's Body With Roots And Dead Animals And Powdered Grain Is Given Some Significance Then. One Can Perform As A Ritual What One Is Shamed To Do As A Utilitarian Action.

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

It's The Things You Don't Do, Not The Things You Do, You Feel Most Sorry For.