There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
I am careful not to confuse excellence with perfection. Excellence, I can reach for; perfection is God's business.
It's takin' whatever comes your way, the good AND the bad, that give life flavor. It's all the stuff rolled together that makes life worth livin'.
The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
Cheese - milk's leap toward immortality.
I guess we'd be living in a boring, perfect world if everybody wished everybody else well.
Even the fear of death is nothing compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully.