Everybody is looking for happiness throughout a lifetime, some find it and some suffer from the lack of it during their whole life. In my experience, happiness, in some ways, is also the question of skill. For some life offers again and again that things will go great but can’t use the opportunity because he/she is constantly lamenting on whether it’ll be good enough for him/her or whether this decision perfectly lives up to society’s expectations. One of my psychologist friend commented on the question: ‘If one wants to be happy on the basis of the world and the society’s expectations he/she is very likely to be unhappy. If there is any possible advice to give, maybe it would be that everybody should be happy on their own ways as they can and as they dare’ she said.
When All Seems Lost — and Even When It Doesn’t… As a writer, I read more than average. Not necessarily books that fall within my immediate interests, but rather those I can learn from, marvel at, analyze word by word, and sometimes even those that demand more effort from me than usual. That is how it is with Alice Munro. I bought my first book by her when she received the Nobel Prize. Then life happened, and the volume sat on my bookshelf—either I had no time for it, or it lingered somewhere at the bottom of my list of priorities. When I finally picked it up, I could hardly believe my eyes—or my reaction. First, I was utterly outraged; my blood pressure shot through the roof in an instant, and I almost started swearing in disbelief. I had barely skimmed the first few lines, yet that was enough to know: it was perfect. A true masterpiece. Excellence among the excellent. Every word reached the deepest layers of my soul. I was touched by its purity, its delicacy, the noblest simpli...
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