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. (from Starlings in Winter - a poem by Mary Oliver)
beginning today, treat everyone you meet as if they were going to be dead by midnight. extend to them all the care, kindness and understanding you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. your life will never be the same again.