Habit Is A Great Deadener.

To-morrow, When I Wake, Or Think I Do, What Shall I Say Of To-day?

If I Was Dead, I Wouldn't Know I Was Dead. That's The Only Thing I Have Against Death. I Want To Enjoy My Death.

Was I Asleep? Had I Slept?

I Try. I Fail. I Try Again. I Fail Better.

We Lose Our Hair, Our Teeth! Our Bloom, Our Ideals.