We All Looked Up

Whatever it is, it’s not worth it.’”

That was the problem with a death-sentence cancer prognosis—the end of the world was already coming. But didn’t it bum him out a little bit that his daughter would never grow old enough to have kids, or see Europe, or drink legally? Wasn’t that worth a few tears

was numbered. Every movie you watched was the last time you’d watch that movie, or the second-to-last time, or the third-to-last. Every kiss was one kiss closer to your last kiss

People talked about their days being numbered, but really, everything

kay. Then let me ask you this—what is it that makes a book really good?”
“I don’t really read that much. Outside of homework, I mean.”
“Then I’ll tell you. The best books, they don’t talk about things you never thought about before. They talk about things you’d always thought about, but that you didn’t think anyone else had thought about. You read them, and suddenly you’re a little bit less alone in the world. You’re part of this cosmic community of people who’ve thought about this thing, whatever it happens to be.