Both ways save us from thinking. We are the people our parents warned us about. Girls marry men hoping they will change. Men marry women hoping they never do. A friend is long sought, hardly found, and with difficulty kept.
Misery is optional.
Don't look back, they might be gaining on you. The snail ended up in the hospital and his friends came to visit him. Hey may be the greatest mime ever. The day he dies, we should all pause for a moment of noise. If necessary, use words.