Go forget me - why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go forget me - and tomorrow brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile - though I shall not be near thee Sing - though I shall never hear thee.
Fear not and the God of mercies grant a full gale and a fair entry into His kingdom which may carry sweetly and swiftly over the bar that you find not the rub of death.
Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed but I don't know how.
We're understanding what Obama is. He is the great teacher. He is this guy that stands above everybody. There's some condescension in it but he stands above everybody and says 'Now listen. You people have to stop blaming each other unreasonably. You have to get along here and I am going to show you the way.' It is a pretty brave role in many ways.