As told by James Joyce, in the most simplest and loveliest words to sum up the universal human story.
This was written on a sympathy card at work. It felt too broad to credit as just a quote. It deserves our attention; it certainly caught mine. It’s one of the most beautiful proses concerning death. And the lack of punctuation keeps this a flowing, current little piece that captures It in writing.
Just keeping this in mind. Always.