Everything we come across becomes a part of us. It doesn’t matter how small or insignificant it is…or how devastating. One story here, one story there, that’s what I see when I look back at my life. An accumulation of everything I went through.
You live your life without realizing these things until you take yourself away from the usual stuff, even for a brief moment…only then do you see your life in a different perspective.
I remembered reading somewhere that if you smile at something, it automatically makes you happier.
You get so alone at times that it just makes sense.
I remembered my father’s speech about what Jack was capable of and wasn’t; he’d said, IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HOW MUCH JACK LOVES YOU. I thought about all the girls he’d stopped loving; it was like he had a timer, and at a certain point it buzzed.
He never told me that he loved me.”
“Some men don’t,” she says. “Some men say it all the time and don’t mean it.”
I recognize myself in the latter category, not with Demetri but with one of his predecessors. I sometimes said “I love you” to Josh because I was afraid I didn’t; toward the end, I hardly said it at all, and when I did I meant, I WISH I LOVED YOU.
In trying so hard to win, we have instead become exactly like those whom we hate. The key is to know that there is no need to exert an effort to win; for we were already winners in the beginning when we were not like them. It’s when we try so hard to overcome them that we become like them, without realizing that we were already victors in the very beginning.