EDWARD GOREY :: on death and cats. (What else is new, right?)
“I just got a rather nasty shock. In looking for something or other I came across the fact that one of my cats is about to be nine years old, and that another of them will shortly thereafter be eight; I have been labouring under the delusion they were about five and six. And yesterday I happened to notice in the mirror that while I have long since grown used to my beard being very grey indeed, I was not prepared to discover that my eyebrows are becoming noticeably shaggy. I feel the tomb is just around the corner. And there are all these books I haven’t read yet, even if I am simultaneously reading at least twenty…”
― Edward Gorey, Floating Worlds: The Letters of Edward Gorey & Peter F. Neumeyer
Also, read up. ‘Cause you might die tomorrow.