The quote below is from a Travis McGee novel by John D. MacDonald, The Green Ripper. It occurs towards the end of the novel after a series of devastating events left the protagonist questioning the very meaning of existence. For some of us a daily occurrence, but for our knight errant, it was a much deeper hole that he had fallen into much too often.
It had taken most of the five months to finish the job of sorting
myself out. Meyer had put me on the right track. I didn’t know
what he had meant when he said to me, “Not one of us ever
grows up to be what he intended to be. Not one of us fulfills his
own expectations, Travis. We are all our own children, in that
sense. At some point, somewhere, we have to stop making
demands.”
On initially encountering this philosophy in a Continue reading “Pulp Fiction Wisdom”