“All over now. He is either in joy or nothingness.
(So why grieve?
The worst of it, for him, is over.)
Because I loved him so and am in the habit of loving him and that love must take the form of fussing and worry and doing.
Only there is nothing left to do.”
More from George Saunders
“Humor is what happens when we’re told the truth quicker and more directly than we’re used…”
“It’s a big world, and I really like it.”
“…smile first, then speak.”
“All were in sorrow, or had been, or soon would be. It was the nature of things. Though on…”