Immortality is a chancy thing; it cannot be promised or earned. Perhaps it cannot even be identified for what it is.
In summer moonlight, she was dangerously, inebriatingly magnified.
The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew.
It isn't whether you do it well or ill, it's that you do it all.
Light will blind us in time, but what we learn in the dark can see us through.
We only have babies when we're young enough not to know how grim life turns out.