"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will"

I remember my eleventh grade Spanish teacher spoke about this when we were discussing El Cid. She was like that, always digressing from the actual Spanish language and talking about a life lesson or Spanish history. It was better that way; I doubt anyone was really eager to conjugate irregular verbs. She said that all those Spanish authors were immortal because they wrote pieces that would be in use for-possibly-ever. We read a poem about a Spaniard so in love with a woman that it was practically "Grenade" by Bruno Mars status. He told his unattainable love interest that would die and probably never have her but that his poem would live on forever. This meant that his love for her would also be immortal and they too would be immortal. How romantic it was for him to declare that, Ms Pauk believed. She encouraged us from that day on, to be immortal. Not only could we live on but even live in other's lives like the way the poet is a form of company to others who can never be with their amores.
~Marisela Gessler