My candle burns at both ends,
It will not last the night;
But oh, my foes, and oh, my friends,
It gives a lovely light!
Drink and dance and laugh and lie,
Love the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow we shall die!
(But, alas, we never do.)
A joy that’s shared is a joy made double.
Occasionally in life there are those moments of unutterable
fulfillment which cannot be completely explained
those symbols called words.
Their meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible language of the heart.