In Death, We Are Not Defined By

In Death, We Are Not Defined By What We Did Or Who We Were But By What We Meant To Others. How Well We Loved And Were Loved In Return.

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Women Run The Small Country Called Home, Millions Of Us Do It In Our Spare Time, And No One Who Doesn't Run That Small Country Really Knows What It Feels Like In The Dead Of Night When Task Lists Jitter Like Tickertape Through Your Seething Brain.

No Man Would Ever Use Both Hands To Hold A Cup Of Tea, Unless He Was One Day's March From The South Pole, With One Chum Dead In The Snow, Dogs All Eaten And Six Fingers About To Drop Off. And Even Then He Would Look Around The Empty Tent To Check, In Case Anybody Thought It Was Girly.

The Quickest Way To Stop Noticing Something May Be To Buy It, Just As The Quickest Way To Stop Appreciating A Person May Be To Marry Them.