All anyone is to anyone is a series of days.

Desire is suffering. A simple equation, and a nice catchphrase. But flipped around, it is more troubling: suffering is desire.

Enjoy the elastic present, which can accommodate as little or as much as you want to put in there. Stretch it out, live inside of it.

This, then, is my choice: I can allow the events of my life to happen to me. Or I can take those very same actions and make them my own. I can live in my own present, risk failure, be assured of failure.

Life is, to some extent, an extended dialogue with your future self about how exactly you are going to let yourself down over the coming years.

All anyone is to anyone is a series of days.

How do you convince someone to change, to stop being afraid of himself? How do you convince yourself not to be so scared all the time?