Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

by Gabrielle Zevin

These, of course, are the kinds of vows young people feel comfortable making when they have no idea what life has in store for them.

If Marx at twenty-two had a problem, it was that he was attracted to too many things and people. Marx’s favorite adjective was “interesting.” The world seemed filled with interesting books to read, interesting plays and movies to see, interesting games to play, interesting food to taste, and interesting people to have sex with and sometimes even to fall in love with. To Marx, it seemed foolish not to love as many things as you could.

Every person you knew, every person you loved even, did not have to consume you for the time to have been worthwhile.