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When the time comes, it will be the first time.

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A life, even a long one, is really very short. Even the littlest book, a page, a paragraph, a word, takes many lives to write.

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Almost there … and then? I start again, but not, of course, from the beginning.

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Word problem: I am now as old as my parents were when they were my parents. My children are as old as I was. How many apples does Jenny have left?

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How many times each day do I ask myself whether I have accomplished what I had hoped. “You haven’t failed,” I tell myself. But how much better it would be to reset everything today, to name a new goal for the next forty years, and to be forty again forty years from now.

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“At five, your whole life is imaginary,” said my eight-year-old daughter. At forty, I say, only half your life is imaginary. But which half?

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You know it’s bad for you, but you do it anyway, because it isn’t bad for you yet.

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Has it chosen me already, the disease that will kill me?

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Happy birthday, Craig. Happy day after your birthday, Craig. And so on.

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If I had it all to do over again, I would pause for a moment first. Anticipation? Hesitation?