t m f . . . XVI
“However much you have been wanting and hoping and dreaming of meeting the person of your dreams, it is only when you meet them that you will start missing them.
“However much you have been wanting and hoping and dreaming of meeting the person of your dreams, it is only when you meet them that you will start missing them.
and this is what we mean by friends: even when they are absent, they are with us; even when they lack some things, they have an abundance of others; even when they are weak, they are strong; and still to say, even when they are dead, they are alive.
Cicero, De Amicitia
Yesterday I had one of those New York days. What I mean by this, is that when it starts you have no idea where it’s gonna end.
“The only thing that mattered to me at that point was to keep up an impassive front. No tears, no bouts of dispair, no lapses of will. I exuded hope and confidence, but inwardly I must have known how impossible the situation really was.
I realized that those stories people tell about how they made it against some very peculiar odds, are heard only if they do make it.