friendship

In working so hard to become independent, we forget how much satisfaction we get from the sense that others depend on us, and the meaning we can create by allowing ourselves to be dependent on others—if only we have the courage to let them help us.

I guess if we’re talking about joy, writing, and being a fully rendered person in the world, my main sources of liveliness are so human and obvious they might seem facile: 1) loving the people I love with full throttle abandon – my guy, our kids, my mom and dad, our gaggle of brothers, my army of girlfriends. So that’s advice, maybe: make as many... See more

I’m increasingly convinced it’s much easier (and happier) to assume strangers are friends you haven’t met yet, than to assume strangers will remain strangers.

It's like we're living separate lives that we then tell each other about, not sharing in the living itself.