Nicholas Prospero Jr.

“which food has more protein—broccoli or steak? You were wrong if you thought steak. Steak has only 6.4 grams of protein per 100 calories and broccoli has 11.1 grams, almost twice as much.”
― Joel Fuhrman, Eat to Live: The Amazing Nutrient-Rich Program for Fast and Sustained Weight Loss

“The truth of course is that if people really were as happy as they look on the Internet, they wouldn’t spend so much damn time on the Internet, because no one who’s having a really good day spends half of it taking pictures of themselves. Anyone can nurture a myth about their life if they have enough manure, so if the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, that’s probably because it’s full of shit.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People

“He’s asleep when I go in, of course. The machines are making their noises, doing their thing. I sit on the uncomfortable chair at the side of his bed and watch him sleep for a while. The “I ❤ NY” mug is by the window next to all the flowers and cards, and I think of him telling Google that he’s alone, and I feel terrible again. “I’m sorry, Grandpa,” I say. I watch to see if his face changes, but it doesn’t. “I’m sorry I left. And I’m sorry I didn’t call you more. And I should have gotten you more than a coffee mug. And I hope now that the goddamn Cubs don’t suck so horribly and they actually win something someday. You’ve been a really great grandpa, and you deserve better than this.” I reach for his hand and hold it awhile. I wish he’d wake up again—if just for a few seconds so he’d know that I’m here. He doesn’t, though.”
― Matthew Norman, We're All Damaged

“He’s asleep when I go in, of course. The machines are making their noises, doing their thing. I sit on the uncomfortable chair at the side of his bed and watch him sleep for a while. The “I ❤ NY” mug is by the window next to all the flowers and cards, and I think of him telling Google that he’s alone, and I feel terrible again. “I’m sorry, Grandpa,” I say. I watch to see if his face changes, but it doesn’t. “I’m sorry I left. And I’m sorry I didn’t call you more. And I should have gotten you more than a coffee mug. And I hope now that the goddamn Cubs don’t suck so horribly and they actually win something someday. You’ve been a really great grandpa, and you deserve better than this.”
― Matthew Norman, We're All Damaged