Philip Traylen on Substack
When I was a boy my grandfather died, and he was a sculptor. He was also a very kind man who had a lot of love to give the world, and he helped clean up the slum in our town; and he made toys for us and he did a million things in his lifetime; he was always busy with his hands. And when he dies, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, b
... See moreWhen you come to one of the many moments in life where you must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man’s days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more but rests, satisf
... See morePaul Kalanithi • When Breath Becomes Air
What’s the best way to allocate our life energy before we die?