You Are Dead- What Am I Speaking

When You Live For Many Hundreds Of Years, You Know That Every Opportunity Will Come Again.

I Am A Story Teller. If I Wanted To Send A Message I Would Have Written A Sermon.

Being In Love Was Like China: You Knew It Was There, And No Doubt It Was Very Interesting, And Some People Went There, But I Never Would.

The Idea Hovered And Shimmered Delicately, Like A Soap Bubble, And She Dared Not Even Look At It Directly In Case It Burst. But She Was Familiar With The Way Of Ideas, And She Let It Shimmer, Looking Away, Thinking About Something Else.

No One Has The Right To Live Without Being Shocked.