Each Day Is A Little

There Are Such Moments In Life, When, In Order For Heaven To Open, It Is Necessary For A Door To Close.

Life Is Like That, Full Of Words That Are Not Worth Saying Or That Were Worth Saying Once But Not Any More, Each Word That We Utter Will Take Up The Space Of Another More Deserving Word, Not Deserving In Its Own Right, But Because Of The Possible Consequences Of Saying It.

When All Is Said And Done, What Is Clear Is That All Lives End Before Their Time.

Doubt Is The Privilege Of Those Who Have Lived A Long Time

But It Is Also True, If This Brings Her Any Consolation, That If, Before Every Action, We Were To Begin Weighing Up The Consequences, Thinking About Them In Earnest, First The Immediate Consequences, Then The Probably, Then The Possible, Then The Imaginable Ones, We Should Never Move Beyond The Point Where Our First Thought Brought Us To A Halt.