You'll Have Pie In The Sky When

Sooner Or Later A Black Car Came For Everyone.

It Was Like Wondering How Evil Had Come Into The World Or What Happens To A Person After He Dies: An Interesting Philosophical Exercise, But Also Curiously Pointless, Since Evil And Death Happened, Regardless Of The Why And The How And What-it-meant.

She Just Knew That Even When You Had Nothing, You Still Had Love.

She'd Thought Love Had Something To Do With Happiness, But It Turned Out They Were Not Even Vaguely Related. Love Was Closer To A Need, No Different From The Need To Eat, To Breathe.

All The World Is Made Of Music. We Are All Strings On A Lyre. We Resonate. We Sing Together.