"The skull snickers and moves ever closer, but that doesn't surprise me. The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can."

Yesterday, I was ready to come home and comment on this quote, but that was yesterday. It is today. It is the morning. I am tired. I will post about it later. I just wanted to get the quote posted.