Nostalgia is inevitably a yearning for a past that never existed.
Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.
Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will. But then again, if you don’t imagine, nothing ever happens at all.
It occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.