One single word – like EMERGENCY, or love – can revise a whole night. A whole life.

Yes. Well, as I said, love can haunt us, and make us do strange things.

Why do you think people stopped reading? We read to connect with other minds. But why read when you're busy writing, describing the fine-grained flotsam of your own life. Compulsively recording every morsel you eat, that you're cold, or, I don't know, heartbroken by a football game. An endless stream flowing to an audience of everyone and no one.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.

A worker sent a form for salary advance to his manager who refused to sign it based on the reason given. The manager said the situation the worker had stated as an emergency wasn’t plausible.

The worker had written that he needed the money for a family emergency: his wife had given birth.

“It is not an emergency,” the boss insisted, “you had a nine-month notice.

Loving someone but not trusting them is a spiritual emergency.