The ninety percent of human experience that does not fit into established narrative patterns falls into oblivion.
As I review my life, I feel I must have missed the point, either then or now.
Unhappiness is too common to call for special measures.
If suffering brought wisdom, the dentist's office would be full of luminous ideas.
Without civilization, we would not turn into animals, but vegetables.
The discontented believe that their regrets are about the past.