I will be waiting by candlelight in our tree house of the mind.

Don't mourn, Organise

Was there any human urge more pitiful-or more intense- than wanting another chance at something?

Work and pray, live on hay, youll get pie in the sky when you die.

It was like wondering how evil had come into the world or what happens to a person after he dies: an interesting philosophical exercise, but also curiously pointless, since evil and death happened, regardless of the why and the how and what-it-meant.

Well. That's helpful. We'll put an APB out on the Gingerbread Man. I'm not hopeful it'll do us much good, though. Word on the street is you can't catch him.

I will die like a true-blue rebel. Don't waste any time in mourning - organize.