Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
The world is suddenly quiet when peaches are served for dinner.
One day I would have all the books in the world, shelves and shelves of them. I would live my life in a tower of books. I would read all day long and eat peaches. And if any young knights in armor dared to come calling on their white chargers and plead with me to let down my hair, I would pelt them with peach pits until they went home.
