“you’re the only boy i’ve ever thought about. my whole life, it’s always been you. you taught me how to dance, you came out and got me the time i swam out too far. do you remember that? you stayed with me and you pushed me back to shore, and the whole time, you kept saying, ‘we’re almost there,’ and i believed it. i believed it because you were the one who was saying it, and i believed everything you ever said.
compared to you, everyone else is saltines, even cam. and i hate saltines. you know that. you know everything about me, even this, which is that i really love you.”
"My youth began when I was 21. At least, that's when I decided it began. That was when I started to think that al those shiny things in life – some of them might possibly be for me.
If you think 21 sounds a bit late for youth to start, just think about the average dumb Chinese peasant, who leaps straight from childhood to middle age with nothing in between. If I was going to miss anything out, it was middle age. Be young or die. That was my plan."
“Nasıl yaşamalı?” sorusuna nasıl yanıt vereceğimi bilemediğimde, (Yazar Annie Dillard'ın orijinal ismi The Writing Life olan kitabı)Yazarlık Hayatım’dan seçtiğim şu satırlar aklıma gelir. Her günün bir araya gelerek hayatı oluşturduğunu yeniden fark ederseniz, tekrar günlük hedeflere odaklanabilirsiniz.