I want to be all used up when I die. {George Bernard Shaw on taking creative action}
“This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one...the being a force of nature instead of a feverish selfish clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.
I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work, the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake.
Life is no ‘brief candle’ to me. It is sort of a splendid torch which I have a hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it over to future generations.”
How to recycle a compostable heart.
“Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.”
How to Survive the End of the World.
To look life in the face, to always look life in the face & to know it for what it is...
Blow. {short story}
My heart is a strange country. One minute she speaks one language...






