At some point in life, the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t need to photograph, paint, or even remember it. It is enough.

Toni Morrison

Although my first encounter with these words1 from the great Toni Morrison were through John Green’s recent book The Anthropocene Reviewed which I’m currently enjoying, the sentiment of this has been with me for some time. It might be age or too many years in the belly of the beast, but more and more this is how I want to experience my own life — to simply be and enjoy things for what they are.

Footnotes

  1. Originally from Tar Baby by Toni Morrison (Vintage, 2004)