A. We make a living by what we do. But we make a life by what we give.
A. Lobster, off the boat, seawater dripping from its claws
A. Gilly Hopkins in The Great Gilly Hopkins
A. Warm heat rising from worn wood, cool waters lapping on rugged rocks - two girls, neither whom look like me, dancing and singing, oblivious to me the watcher, then jumping and splashing and drenching me, laughing
A. LIfe is too short for looking back or thinking of what might have been