“Seize the day,” Keating repeated. “Why does the poet write these lines?”
“Because he’s in a hurry?” one student called out as the others snickered.
“No, No, No! It’s because we’re food for worms, lads!” Keating shouted.
“Because we’re only going to experience a limited number of springs, summers, and falls."
“One day, hard as it is to believe, each and every one of us is going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die!”