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Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it,
no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own common sense.


... we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well.
Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really.
How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood,
some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it?
Perhaps four or five times more. perhaps not even that.
How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty.
And yet it all seems limitless.