Life is full of perfect moments, sometimes lasting no longer than a song. These moments are like little gems: tiny and shiny and lovely. The trick, I think, is recognizing these gems and stringing them together into a glowing chain that you can tuck away into a secret pocket, as a reminder that you have been blessed.
Tonight, reading, listening to music, laughing with a kindred spirit, I add another little diamond to my chain, and I remember how lucky I am.
by Jose Luis Peixoto
a la hora de poner la mesa éramos cinco:
mi padre, mi madre, mis hermanas
y yo. después, mi hermana mayor
se casó. después, mi hermana menor
se casó. después, mi padre murió. hoy
a la hora de poner la mesa, somos cinco,
menos mi hermana mayor que está
en su casa, menos mi hermana menor
que está en su casa, menos mi madre viuda. cada uno
de ellos es un lugar vacío en esta mesa donde
como solo. pero estarán siempre aquí.
a la hora de poner la mesa, seremos siempre cinco.
mientras uno de nosotros esté vivo, seremos
siempre cinco.
On marking a +2 on the test of a student who scored 2/20: “… -18 sucks all the life out of you, +2 said I ain’t all bad.”
I finally managed to find the video of the commencement speech from my college graduation!
‘So you used to know everything?’
She wrinkled her nose. ‘Everybody did. I told you. It’s nothing special, knowing how things work. And you really do have to give it all up if you want to play.’
‘To play what?’
‘This,’ she said. She waved at the house and the sky and the impossible full moon and the skeins and shawls and clusters of bright stars.
Neil Gaiman
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