Tuesday, October 15

I have nothing now but praise for my life. 
I'm not unhappy. 
I cry a lot because I miss people. 
They die and I can't stop them. 
They leave me and I love them more...
What I dread is the isolation... 
There are so many beautiful things in the world 
which I will have to leave when I die, 
but I'm ready, 
I'm ready, I'm ready.

― Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are.