If you stop someone who's talking about something being fun, and say "Well what do you mean?" it's almost impossible to answer.

I think a lot of the misery that people experience comes from that sensation of boundlessness, of infinite possibility.

If you think about the contexts in which we talk about things being fun, often there's a certain kind of misery or effort that's involved with it. The difficulty of travel, getting all your bags packed and your work done and navigating the airports and all that. That sort of struggle.

Looking for meaning in the ordinary seems like the most urgent thing that we can do.

When we think about play and games and the situations in which having fun is seen as an outcome, they often have to do with repetition. You're returning to something again, and even despite that similarity, you squeeze something new out of it.

Normally we think of play as the opposite of work. Work is the thing you have to do, and then there's play, the thing you choose to do.

You don't want to be told, "Hey, do whatever you want." That's what we think of when we think of play. It's the thing where you get to do whatever you come up with in your own mind, all bets are off, there's no boundaries.