Thanks, George

“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” ― George Eliot

Logic

Emily was in second grade. She and I were in the car on the way to school. She was uncharacteristically quiet that morning, not her usual effervescent self. After a long silence she said, "Papa, is it true that one day the sun is going to blow up?"

"Well, the sun is a star. And stars do blow up when they get to the end of their lives. So, yes, but that'll be millions and millions of years from now. We'll be long gone by then."

"But what if we were here when it blew up? Would we die?"

"Well ... um, yes, we would."

Emily pondered for a moment then said, "What if we stayed in the house?"

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Julia, Edward and Emily were playing in the front yard. At one point Emily walked up close to Julia and peered at her lip. "Your lip is bleeding," Emily said. Without missing a beat Julia said, "No, it's not."

Edward came up and confirmed Emily's observation. "Yeah, Julia, your lip is bleeding." Again her reply came instantaneously, "No, it's not."

Several times they tried to convince her that her lip was bleeding and each time she quickly denied it. Finally she would hear no more of it. "Stop saying that. I know my lip isn't bleeding 'cause if my lip was bleeding I would be crying."

There are things ...

There are things which a man is afraid to tell even to himself, and every decent man has a number of such things stored away in his mind.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

FGL

To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.

Federico Garcia Lorca