“WHAT WE DO IN LIFE ECHOS IN ETERNITY”

“What we do in life echoes in eternity”

“What will you do with your one precious, wild life?”

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”

“Alex is dead, do you hear me? All of that-what we felt, what it meant- that's done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.”

“What we do now echoes in eternity.”

“And there you are on the shore,fitful and thoughtful, trying to attach them to an idea — some news of your own life. But the liliesare slippery and wild—they are devoid of meaning, they are simply doing, from the deepestspurs of their being, what they are impelled to do every summer. And so, dear sorrow, are you.”