Autores:
  • Living's heavy work, but off to one side the way we are, it's useless, too. It don't make sense. If I knowed how to climb back on the wheel, I'd do it in a minute. You can't have living without dying. So you can't call it living, what we got. We just are, we just be, like rocks beside the road.

    "Tuck Everlasting". Book by Natalie Babbitt, www.npr.org. 1975.