There is no position I need to defend. I have no object I need to purchase. I have no argument I am required to advance. I have no book I need to sell. No movie that I need to see. There is no five-year plan. There is no 10-year plan. The vicissitudes of the world and its governments make no difference to me. They will rise and fall. I used to feel strongly about semi-colons. Now I could care less.
I no longer care if the self-evident sentimentality of sunsets is uncool. I have only a finite number of sunsets left to me. My obligation is to attempt to be a reasonably personable person who is respectful under nearly all circumstances. I will allow those who weave in and out the interstate lanes to pass me without trying to box them in. I will wander in deserts far and wide saying less and listening more. I will leave no trace.
(from a piece written by Rick Moody. See link below for more poignant shit.)