Every day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light. - Mary Oliver

Death waits for me, I know it, around one corner or another. This doesn't amuse me. Neither does it frighten me. After the rain, I went back into the field of sunflowers. It was cool, and I was anything but drowsy. I walked slowly, and listened to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing.

You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

then you too are a dream which last night and the night before that and the years before that you were not.