*When the power fails for several days, you discover all the old pleasures, such as talking and playing games by candle light. You actually connect with real people! Then the power returns, the lights come on, and you go back to living alone in darkness. Ironic, isn’t it?
*Perhaps the greatest of joys is to hold another in your arms, and say, “I love you!” To have that reciprocated is beyond heaven.
I want to die young at a ripe old age.