“Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
– MARY OLIVER
“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable, beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings.”
– Mary Oliver
P.S. The typo in the title is deliberate and premeditated 😉
