Luggage. Heaven or Hell in the thereafter will be luggage or the lack of it. The ones who recognize that love is enough and that possessions are borrowed past times, will float free to the exit sign, their arms ready to hug their friends, their toothbrush in their pocket. The ones who stayed up late, gathering and gathering like demented bees will find that you can take it with you. The joke is that you have to carry it yourself.
Jeanette Winterson; from The World and Other Places
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