You Put Together Two Things

But Life Never Lets You Go, Does It? You Can't Put Down Life The Way You Put Down A Book.

This Is What Those Who Haven’t Crossed The Tropic Of Grief Often Fail To Understand: The Fact That Someone Is Dead May Mean That They Are Not Alive, But Doesn’t Mean That They Do Not Exist.

Irony - The Modern Mode: Either The Devil’s Mark Or The Snorkel Of Sanity.

I Was Initially Planning To Write About Grief In Terms Of Eurydice And The Myth Thereof. By That Point The Overall Metaphor Of Height And Depth And Flat And Falling And Rising Was Coming Into Being In My Mind.

To Be Stupid, And Selfish, And To Have Good Health Are The Three Requirements For Happiness.