You’re disappointed when you
don’t become all at once. You
want to be the Big Bang, you
want to be the perfect you now
so that you can get on with living.
Growing is a chore, but trees don’t
get their rings by exploding out of
the ground all haphazard and
towering. People are mayflies, the
truth is our whole lives are about
becoming and once we have
become it’s just about over. Don’t
throw away the years in the dirt;
everything extravagant has
started out small.
i’ve never met hugh jackman but i trust him.
I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains„ deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know - unless it be to share our laughter. We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.