Be afraid of the lame, they’ll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old, they’ll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold, they’ll inherit your blood
Après moi le deluge, after me comes the flood
- Après Moi, Regina Spektor
Oh, Reg. You never fail to comfort me. It’s so beautiful how she sings the part of Boris Pasternak’s poem. This song propels me forward.