But soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth, and we ourselves shall be loved for a while and forgotten. But the love will have been enough; all those impulses of love return to the love that made them. Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

Life is a fatal adventure. It can only have one end. So why not make it as far-ranging and free as possible.

There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

Choose the least important day in your life. It will be important enough.

That’s what it was like to be alive. To move about in a cloud of ignorance; to go up and down trampling on the feelings of those...of those about you. To spend and waste time as though you had a million years. To be always at the mercy of one self-centered passion, or another. Now you know- that’s the happy existence you wanted to go back to. Ignorance and blindness. -Simon Stimson, OUR TOWN

A sense of humor judges one's actions and the actions of others from a wider reference. It pardons shortcomings, it consoles failure.

I have inherited this burden of superstition and nonsense. I govern innumerable men but must acknowledge that I am governed by birds and thunderclaps