Beware the autumn people

Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore.

Recreate the world in your own image and make it better for your having been here.

Sandwich outdoors isn’t a sandwich anymore. Tastes different than indoors, notice? Got more spice. Tastes like mint and pinesap. Does wonders for the appetite.

...trees to cool the towns in the boiling summer, trees to hold back the winter winds. There were so many things a tree could do: add color, provide shade, drop fruit, or become a children's playground, a whole sky universe to climb and hang from; an architecture of food and pleasure, that was a tree. But most of all the trees would distill an icy air for the lungs, and a gentle rustling for the ear when you lay nights in your snowy bed and were gentled to sleep by the sound.

We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while.

I have four daughters and eight grandchildren. My soul lives on in them. That's immortality. That's the only immortality I care about.