They say “the unexamined life is not worth living.” Luckily, the people living such a life will never find out.
No narrative captures the entire story.
I’m not a fan of the narrative that we’re all vivid and passionate wild things who should hope to burn out brightly, expressing individuality and energy.
I’d prefer a narrative that included some hope of dignity; that restraint, too, can be natural; that rebellion and raucousness lose their charm; that goodness might be more important than beauty.
That all of this matters.