It is a great paradox and a great injustice that writers write because we fear death and want to leave something indestructible in our wake and, at the same time, are drawn to all the things that kill: whiskey and cigarettes, unprotected sex, and deep-fried burritos.
Writing
With each beat, the heart pumps nearly three ounces of blood into the arteries-seventy-five to ninety gallons an hour when the body is at rest.
Heart