““People die every day. That was the most comforting thought Brás had while all the obituaries he wrote at the newspaper flashed before him. He just realized that, even when he’s not writing about it, people will keep dying. Isn’t it funny how easily forget about work the moment they leave for the day? Isn’t it strange how we always seem to remember the trivial things from our daily lives, yet we so often forget the most important ones?””
