Gwendy's Button Box

by Stephen King

Wanting to know things and do things is what the human race is all about. Exploration, Gwendy! Both the disease and the cure!”

C’est la vie, as her dad likes to say. Or merde se, which means shit happens.

You will live a long life—” “How long?” Again she feels that mixture of greed and reluctance. “That I will not tell you, only that you will die surrounded by friends, in a pretty nightgown with blue flowers on the hem. There will be sun shining in your window, and before you pass you will look out and see a squadron of birds flying south. A final image of the world’s beauty. There will be a little pain. Not much.”

Bookmarking this comment to revisit later. Am betting it will come round again. But as serenely as implied?