« Early thirty-something existential moment of truth, when you first realize that not everyone you worked with in your twenties is a genius, that some people are « wild and crazy » and others simply have a substance problem, that the alluring sexy-sad people are just depressive, that depression is rage slowed down, that mania is grief speeded up. The first great winnowing. »
From The Way The Crow Flies, by Ann-Marie MacDonald.
