To understand consolation, it is necessary to begin with the moments when it is impossible.

Often, we understand what something is by touching its limits.

The thing about life is that it happens, that we can never unhappen it.

The deepest consolation is found when we cease identifying with the pendulum and remember that we are time itself, in the hands of which no state is permanent and no feeling final.

Paradoxically, the central challenge of consolation is how to inhabit the here and now without being petrified in a perpetual present.

To understand consolation, it is necessary to begin with the moments when it is impossible.

Often, we understand what something is by touching its limits.