You are going to live a good and long life filled with great and terrible moments that you cannot even imagine yet.

The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams. So much depends upom a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.

The snow may be falling in the winter of my discontent, but at least I've got sarcastic company.

Suffering is universal.

But my miracle was different. My miracle was this: out of all the houses in all the subdivisions in all of Florida, I ended up living next door to Margo Roth Spiegelman.

She was nothing but good and I was nothing but bad, but then she died, and I didn't.

You know, like when you look in the mirror and the thing you see is not the thing as it really is.