Wishful Drinking

by Carrie Fisher

I decided to ride the lightning instead of extinguishing the light of life that had once shone out of my eyes.

Years ago, there were tribes that roamed the earth, and every tribe had a magic person. Well, now, as you know, all the tribes have dispersed, but every so often you meet a magic person, and every so often, you meet someone from your tribe. Which is how I felt when I met Paul Simon.

No motive is pure. No one is good or bad—but a hearty mix of both. And sometimes life actually gives to you by taking away.