What I think is this: You should give up looking for lost cats and start searching for the other half of your shadow.

Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting.

To know one’s own state is not a simple matter. One cannot look directly at one’s own face with one’s own eyes, for example. One has no choice but to look at one’s reflection in the mirror. Through experience, we come to believe that the image is correct, but that is all.

What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing?

What we needed were not words and promises but a steady accumulation of small realities.

Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.

It's good when food tastes good, it's kind of like proof you're alive.