I Can't Expand On This
April 26, 2007
"But I had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father's kid brother, a childless graduate of Harvard who was an honest life-insurance salesman in Indianapolis. He was well-read and wise. And his principal complaint about other human beings was that they so seldom noticed it when they were happy. So when we were drinking lemonade under an apple tree in the summer, say, and talking lazily about this and that, almost buzzing like honeybees, Uncle Alex would suddenly interrupt the agreeable blather to exclaim, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.' So I say that now, and so do my kids and grandkids. And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'"
--Kurt Vonnegut
Best,
Mark Terry
3 Comments:
Great words. Why are they so hard to remember, sometimes?
Well, to quote from another great writer, in this case, Stephen King from "Bag of Bones,"--"we get tangled up in our own shit."
Great man. Sad day for literature...
Thank you for reminding us to see our own moments of happiness.
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