The Ferryman

by Justin Cronin

That is the design of the world, to trick us into believing it is one thing, when it’s entirely another.

I will give you childhood, so that you might know innocence. Age, so you will know the prize of youth. Children, so that you will care for the future. Toil, so that you will know the value of a day. The body’s failings, so that you will know its worth. Death, so that you will cherish the bittersweet beauty of life.