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Humans of New York

Humans of New York

“I’m trying to be both a Buddhist and a businessman.”
“What’s the most difficult part of that?”
“Wanting to be successful, while at the same time letting go of the attachment to desire.”
“Isn’t that impossible?”
“You can desire. You just can’t be attached to desire. It’s about living in the moment and enjoying the attempt to realize your ideas, while at the same time letting go of the need for a positive outcome.”

Roy.

Roy. British farmer living in Ireland. We became very good friends.

Roy is about as loyally British as it gets, but I met him while working on his farm in the Irish countryside, where he’s lived with his wife for 15 years. We became very good friends.

“My son was my best friend. It’s been four years since he died. I was devastated. I know that’s why I got sick [heart and liver failure].

Memories are different when the person is gone. You can remember something fondly, but you can no longer dial their number and know that they will answer. When the phone rings after supper, I still think that I’m going to hear his voice on the line, telling me some dirty joke he heard that day. When they’re gone, the memory not only reminds you of the good times, it reminds you that they will never happen again. That they’re gone.”