\”An odd thought strikes me:—we shall receive no letters in the grave\” (Samuel Johnson) It strikes me that there will be books written, music performed, art created, films directed, science discovered – that I will never know about.
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Seeing myself in the mirror before and then after covid is like seeing the picture of Dorian Gray ageing in just four days instead of eighteen years
Alzheimer, Addison, Parkinson, I’d hate to be remembered as the name of a horrible disease. Though it might be better than not to be remembered for anything.
Religion is not just the following of imaginary beings but the following of people who are following the people who claim to know what an imaginary being will want.
I was not aware of taking my first breath and I will not be aware of my last, but all the others were precious.
The sign at the Supermarket checkout proudly said “new winners every day”, which is a much better deal than we all get at the Life checkout.
I am as certain of the non-existence of a god as I am of the non-existence of mermaids, werewolves, goblins, yowies, easter bunnies, pixies, bunyips, jack frost, unicorns, yetis, tooth fairies, minotaur, leprechauns, father xmas, nessie, gorgons, poltergeists, dragons, aliens, and ghosts.
Writing a memoir is a life’s work. It has to be earned by the lines of your face, the wrinkles of your hands, the night fears of your sleep, the weariness of your brain, the failing of your body, and finished just in time.
