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“I think the thing that clearly pointed me in the direction of writing was my interest in stories. Not necessarily writing stories, because at that point, writing stories was not really viable. So you didn’t think of it. But I knew I loved stories, stories told in our home, first by my mother, then by my elder sister—such as the story of the tortoise—whatever scraps of stories I could gather from conversations, just from hanging around, sitting around when my father had visitors.” —Chinua Achebe (The Paris Review)
Even when you become 75 and looked back to your life at 43, you would still see plenty of mistakes. So many of them, where you’d thought yourself knowledgeable enough not to make any. Life is like a game where you get stronger but every level comes in much harder.