Something Still Nothing
After all, we all begin as nothing, then like a butterfly, sprout wings and surprise the world with what we can do, because we can all do something, we just have yet to find out what that is.
"Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe."
"I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it’s in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that’s born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they’re all on fire, and we’re all trapped."
Jonathan Safran Foer,
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close