Mahoney: You have to live. Mr. Magorium: Darlin'...I have.
Toy Empressario Wonder Afficianado Avid Shoewearer
No. We breathe. We pulse. We regenerate. Our hearts beat. Our minds create. Our souls ingest. 37 seconds, well used, is a lifetime.
You become the monster you fear the worst, so the monster won't overtake you.
You have to know where you were going in order to get there.
And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died.