Beautiful World, Where Are You

Maybe we're just born to love and worry about the people we know, and to go on loving and worrying even when there are more important things we should be doing. And if that means the human species is going to die out, isn't it in a way a nice reason to die out, the nicest reason you can imagine? Because when we should have been reorganising the distribution of the world's resources and transitioning collectively to a sustainable economic model, we were worrying about sex and friendship instead. Because we loved each other too much and found each other too interesting. And I love that about humanity, and in fact it's the very reason I root for us to survive—because we are so stupid about each other.

On finding meaning and beauty in this life that we ourselves are destroying. Touches on topics like capitalism and fame/success, but comes to the idea that maybe life is really just about being with, worrying about, and loving people. And isn't that just so human?

What a beautiful, beautiful book! Chapter 23 will live in my mind forever!