In truth, we are at once a fraction, a tiny fraction--oh! what a tiny fraction--of the picture, and the like little jot of what it exists for.

And does what comes to us matter very much--whether we walk a little more or a little less cleanly--aim a little higher or lower, if there is a higher and lower?
What matter?
Ah, Eugene, our parents and our pastors teach us vanity! To me it seems pitiful.

Let us take our little sunshine, doing as little harm and giving as little pain as we may, living as long as we can, and doing our little bit of useful work for the ground when we are dead, if we did none for the world when we were living.

If you cremate, you will deprive many people of their only utility." Eugene gently laughed.
"Of course you put it as unattractively as you can." "Yes; but I can't put it unattractively enough to be true.

I used to fret and strive, and think archangels hung on my actions.