I think about my life coming to an end... If our dying is the winter time of our life, then autumn is the time of gathering in everything beautiful and good. I can gather into myself the autumn colours. I can gather into myself my family and friends for talking and listening, for loving and laughter. I can gather in happy memories. I can gather in good words from Scripture, series, poems and prayers, good works from the lips of people who love me.

Tui Motu Magazine. Issue 127, May 2009: 2.