"Come landlord fill a flowing bowl until it does run over, Tonight we will all merry be--tomorrow we'll get sober."

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When someone you love dies, you get a big bowl of sadness put down in front of you, steaming hot. You can start eating now, or you can let it cool and eat it bit by bit later one. Either way, you end up eating the whole thing. There's really no way around it.

— Ralph Fletcher