Unbeing dead isn't being alive.
(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift)
At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks.
love being such, or such, the normal corners of your heart will never guess how much my wonderful jealousy is dark
may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.