Death does frame a person and somehow it is the good that stays.
life is always bringing unexpected gifts.
Sometimes one has simply to endure a period of depression for what it may hold of illumination if one can live through it, attentive to what it exposes or demands.
About loving, I have little to learn from the young.
There is a proper balance between not asking enough of oneself and asking or expecting too much.
In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.