Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all Iโve taken for granted.
Sylvia PlathAntoine St. Exupery once mourned the loss of a man and the secret treasures that he held inside him. I loved Exupery; I will read him again, and he will talk to me, not being dead, or gone. Is that life after death โ mind living on paper and flesh living in offspring? Maybe. I do not know.
Sylvia Plath