Never say ‘no’ to adventures. Always say ‘yes,’ otherwise you’ll lead a very dull life
There’s something to be said about a slightly plump person—you have just enough of too much
You swam in a river of chance and coincidence. You clung to the happiest accidents – the rest you let float by
Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them—a mother’s approval, a father’s nod—are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives
It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn’t just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed
Had he known his death was imminent, he might have gone somewhere else. Instead, he did what we all do. He went about his dull routine as if all the days in the world were still to come
Stories are consoling, fiction is one of the consolation prizes for having lived in the world
Become major, Paul. Live like a hero. That’s what the classics teach us. Be a main character. Otherwise what is life for?
We live in a world where joy and empathy and pleasure are all around us, there for the noticing
...she had not been spoiled but spared, led to suppose that life was a sequence of agreeable events...