My grandfather used to say: "Life is astoundingly short. To me, looking
back over it, life seems so foreshortened that I scarcely understand,
for instance, how a young man can decide to ride over to the next
village without being afraid that--not to mention accidents--even the
span of a normal happy life may fall far short of the time needed for
such a journey."
Grandfathers ought to know better than that.
- Listening to: "Five Years" - David Bowie