Language is decanted and shared. If only one person is left alive speaking a language - the case with some American Indian languages - the language is dead. Language takes two and their multiples.
People who care for you inevitably become beautiful.
Life is too short to be miserable.
The human animal dances wildest on the edge of the grave.
Every day you're alive and someone loves you is a miracle.
I don't want to die. I think death is a greatly overrated experience.