[b]Jack Finney
Have you ever given someone a book you enjoyed enormously, with a feeling of envy because they were about to read it for the first time, an experience you could never have again?[/b]
Works for music and films too.
Maybe I live in what is for me the wrong time.
Like there is ever a right time.
So all in all there wasn’t anything really wrong with my life. Except that, like most everyone else’s I knew about, it had a big gaping hole in it, an enormous emptiness, and I didn’t know how to fill it or even know what belonged there.
You know, the part before you die.
The human mind searches for cause and effect, always; and we all prefer the weird and thrilling to the dull and commonplace as an answer.
Until it becomes the other way around of course.
It may be that the strongest instinct of the human race, stronger than sex or hunger, is curiosity: the absolute need to know. It can and often does motivate a lifetime, it kills more than cats, and the prospect of satisfying it can be the most exciting of emotions.
For example, the absolute need to know things you can never actually find out.
As Einstein himself pointed out. He said we’re like people in a boat without oars drifting along a winding river. Around us we see only the present. We can’t see the past, back in the bends and curves behind us. But it’s there.
Next up: bends to the future.