The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.
Vladimir Nabokov, (1899-1977)
Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.
Marcus Aurelius, philosopher and writer (121-180)
*Have you noticed they're becoming more common?
How many other gray-haired women flipped the bird to a tail-gating teen this week? I don't know, but I was one of them. I was waiting to pull out of my neighborhood and I looked left and saw no cars. I pulled out and turned right and before I had gone 20 feet - or had a chance to accelerate to the posted limit - a car with a messy-haired teenage driver sped up behind me and was literally one inch from my bumper. Livid I was and I think he was too. (How dare that old lady pull out in front of me???) He must have thought that, while I was thinking "How fast were you going when you materialized out of nowhere???" As soon as the road split into two lanes, he pulled left and sped past me, driving erratically. I was going to try and get his license plate but I wasn't able to see it long enough to get the number. Just my luck.