Phantom Regret by Jim A Poem by Jim Carrey & The Weeknd genius.com And if your broken heart's heavy when you step on the scale You'll be lighter than air when they pull back the veil Consider the flowers, they don't try to look right They just open their petals and turn to the light melancholynaturedeathgardens
The dignity of age Wood and stone, and now concrete and wood, age slowly and with dignity. They do not shatter hysterically like glass, or tear like paper, but discolor with a melancholy, noble air. Alain de Botton, The Architecture of Happiness Things that shine and glitter time