Doorways

There's no telling how much it'll hurt, but you can usually guage by how good it feels. For every joy in life there are consequences.

You don't pay your dues and then get to heaven. Whatever that is. You're given a little morsel of heaven and then asked to pay for the full taste.

Life is wanting what you don't know how to get. Or else wishing you never got what you have.

Just like drinking is. You look through the keyhole in the door to heaven, but it only lets you watch. It doesn't let you in.