This is my road. I’m so happy you came and traveled with me.

Maybe the world isn't really different, but I am different, and I am in the world.

I’m not saying don’t run—or walk, as you say—only that it sounds incomplete, as a life’s philosophy. I meant to prompt you to think further. What do you do when you get there?”“You don’t get there. You’re on the Road, and the Road goes ever on and on.

Don’t be afraid. We’re walking away from death, not toward it. Death is going back.