Well-Balanced is Life

For every birth there is death.  For every extinction, an evolution.  For every man there is a woman, and should the equation become imbalanced, there is also homosexuality to make up for it.

For every marriage there is divorce, some brought on by legal action, others by the natural tragedy of one lover dying, leaving the other to die a slower more lonely death.

For every win there is loss.  Every gift given is also a gift received. For every crime there is punishment.  And for every well-spent minute is another thrown away.

So we can not only hope for but also count on the notion that even the heaviest sorrow ends.  And we must love every minute of the happy times, because soon enough they turn to something less pleasant.

And we must never cease believing that if we've experienced Hell, then there also is Heaven.