Anne

“Maybe the human heart was just that messy, and all romance was deeply precarious, and the future was unresolved, and that was fine. Maybe that’s what true love actually was: an embrace of the chaotic unfolding. And maybe the only stories that had neat and certain conclusions were lies and fables and conspiracies. Maybe it was like Dr. Sanborne said: certainty was just a story the mind created to defend itself against the pain of living. Which meant, almost by definition, that certainty was a way to avoid living. You could choose to be certain, or you could choose to be alive.”
― Nathan Hill, Wellness

“Poetry is the most reviled and redundant art form, everyone rolls their eyes at it and takes the piss out of it. But the second that something shit happens in our lives, it’s the first recourse we have. Halfway through my second listen, I get what I want.”
― Dolly Alderton, Good Material

“It was too much work to remember things you might not have again, and so one by one they opened up their hands and let them go.”
― Ann Patchett, Bel Canto

“And what you do when you are making big mistakes is find other people to make them with you.”
― Nathan Hill, Wellness