Most things may never happen: this one will.

What will survive of us is love.

- from A Writer

Death is no different whined at than withstood.

I'm terrified of the thought of time passing (or whatever is meant by that phrase) whether I 'do' anything or not. In a way I may believe, deep down, that doing nothing acts as a brake on 'time's - it doesn't of course. It merely adds the torment of having done nothing, when the time comes when it really doesn't matter if you've done anything or not.

Everyone should be forcibly transplanted to another continent from their family at the age of three.

I have wished you something
None of the others would....