Negative humor is forgotten immediately. It's the stuff that makes us feel better about our lives that lives long. Much more satisfying. Enter children's books.
It's never too late to have a happy childhood.
By the way, next time you're in the market for a great Christmas story, check out A Wish for Wings that Work. Very sweet, very funny, and beautifully illustrated (of course). In fact, here's another Breathed quote, from A Wish for Wings that Work.
It was a good morning to fly, even if it had come late and slow and so cold that a penguin feared his nose might freeze and drop off like one of the icicles hanging over the porch.
"Fly," Opus whispered to himself as he ran to the top of Duck's Breath Ridge at dawn to watch the snow ducks soar above. "Fly!" he whispered as he lifted his wings and waited to be swept up beneath the fading Christmas moon with the other birds.
But it was on mornings such as this that Opus's heart grew as cold as his nose. A penguin can surely say the word fly, but he cannot do it.
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