"People look with sympathetic eyes only at the blossom and the fruit, and disregard the long period of transition during which the one is ripening into the other."

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Every day is like a kid's drawing, offered to you with a strange mix of ceremoniousness and offhand disregard, yours for the keeping. Some of the days are rich and complicated, others inscrutable, others little more than a stray gray mark on a ragged page. Some you manage to hang on to, though your reasons for doing so are often hard to fathom. But most of them you just ball up and throw away.

— Michael Chabon