273

Not enough time.

Do it anyway.

272

“Everything will be okay.”

Take all the liberty to assume this for yourself, but don’t have the audacity to tell this to other people if you have no real way of predicting the future, or, as it is most of the time, we don’t take the time to see our circumstances truthfully, as they are. Don’t put yourself in a position to have to apologize for disseminating false hope when things don’t actually turn out to be okay.

271

Mistakes—unforeseeable, unavoidable, and essential to the human condition.

Why then, are we angry? Or sorry? For doing what we were destined to do?

Understand where fate has led us, and understand that all that’s left is a choice—to do better, or to give up. When one is meaning, and the other is ceaseless misery, the choice is easy.

270

You don’t need a label, you don’t need an achievement, and you most certainly do not need the transient sense of pride that often comes with either.

You know what you need to do. You know what is right.

So just fucking do it.

269

We do this not only so that we can be ready, but also so that we will have the willpower to figure out what to do when we are not ready.

268

Are we being present? Or are we being ignorant?

Are we being mindful? Or are we overthinking?

There is a mistake lying around every corner, and there is often no way to tell.

And that is the point.

267

What drives me to do what I do day by day?

Because I said I would do it. And there is no greater shame than having to admit I couldn’t keep my own word, let alone someone else’s.

266

We are all stronger than we think.

But only if we believe we are.

265

“The line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either—but right through every human heart—and through all human hearts. This line shifts. Inside us, it oscillates with the years. And even within hearts overwhelmed by evil, one small bridgehead of good is retained.”

― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

264

I am just as amazed as I am appalled, as I am amused by this existence, by this world I live in.