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"I
had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father’s kid brother, a
childless graduate of Harvard who was an honest life-insurance salesman
in Indianapolis. He was well-read and wise. And his principal complaint
about other human beings was that they so seldom noticed it when they
were happy. So when we were drinking lemonade under an apple tree in the
summer, say, and talking lazily about this and that, almost buzzing
like honeybees, Uncle Alex would suddenly interrupt the agreeable
blather to exclaim, “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.”
So,
I do the same now, and so do my kids and grandkids. And I urge you to
please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some
point, “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.”
--Kurt Vonnegut |