sunday staring out at the ocean and at the families sitting on the beach, with happy and nervous tears starting to well behind sunglasses
“I think this is all there is”
“I think you’re right... and I’m okay with that”
It is commonly said that the English know how to celebrate Advent best. But with all due respect, to witness the essence of winter cheer one must venture farther north than London. One must venture above the fiftieth parallel to where the course of the sun is its most elliptical and the force of the wind its most unforgiving. Dark, cold, and snowbound, Russia has the sort of climate in which the spirit of Christmas burns brightest. And that is why Tchaikovsky seems to have captured the sound of it better than anyone else. I tell you that not only will every European child of the twentieth century know the melodies of The Nutcracker, they will imagine their Christmas just as it is depicted in the ballet; and on the Christmas Eves of their dotage, Tchaikovsky's tree will grow from the floor of their memories until they are gazing up in wonder once again.
Amor Towles, A Gentleman in Moscow
But fate would not have the reputation it has if it simply did what it seemed it would do.
Amor Towles, A Gentleman in Moscow
I was grumpy yesterday.
I still love you.
There is no greatness where there is not simplicity, goodness, and truth.
Leo Tolstoy
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former stomping grounds.
Forget it.
This question is nagging at me, and asks me to play referee between my family and the rest of the world.
I have people I trust, who have rational thoughts, who have shown me nothing but love, and who have survived life experiences that support and validate their conclusions.
The world tells me, no, they’re wrong.
And that leaves me tired. Seeing arguments, dissatisfaction, struggles with several origins. This gets under my skin.
I’m tired.
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We walk at any easy pace, hardly speaking, not for lack of things to say but because there is no need.
Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.
Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
Beginning to understand that this feeling I've been fighting with is the feeling of growing up. I've thrown blame at those pushing me towards the direction of the future because I'm scared. I've grown nostalgic for a snapshot of home and my family that hasn't really existed for years because it once gave me the security that I hunger for so fiercely now. I've avoided uncertainty and responsibilities that are new to me because these make me uncomfortable. I've leaned on old habits, and they aren't habits I want to keep carrying with me. A pressure at my solar plexus tells me something has to change. Tonight, the back of my mind begs for a silver lining. I've decided on one and now have to convince myself that it is truth (I find that resolve often takes on this pattern): in accepting this challenge of growing up, I also have an incredible gift in front of me. I have the opportunity to positively impact the lives of so many people. It's another doorway to the path I've been aiming to step onto for so long. These next few weeks and months are going to be difficult, but I'm giving this a chance. It's all happening. It's here and now. I'm growing up.
'Thank you' costs you nothing.
unpublished from this thanksgiving
my mom is singing along to “The House of the Rising Sun” in the kitchen, my brother is upstairs on his computer, my dad will be home soon, and i’m taking a pause from cooking, realizing beautiful sunlight is pouring into the living room. everything in place, everything in time.
I view science as nothing more than an understanding of the way the world is and why it is that way. At any given time our scientific knowledge is simply the current state of the art of our understanding. I do not believe in absolute truths. I fear such beliefs because they block the search for better understanding. Whenever we think we have final answers progress, science, and better understanding ceases. Understanding of our world is not something to be pursued for its own sake, however. Knowledge should be pursued, I believe, to make our world better -- to make life more fulfilling.
Introduction to the First Edition, The Goal, Eliyahu M. Goldratt
...no exceptional brain power is needed to construct a new science or to expand on an existing one. What is needed is just the courage to face inconsistencies and to avoid running away from them just because 'that's the way it was always done'.
Introduction to The Goal, Eliyahu M. Goldratt
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