
"In July 2013, Oliver Sacks turned eighty and wrote [a]... piece in The New York Times about the prospect of old age and the freedom he envisioned for himself in binding together the thoughts and feelings of a lifetime. Eighteen months later, he was given a diagnosis of terminal cancer--which he announced publically in another piece in The New York Times. Gratitude is Sacks's meditation on why life [continued] to enthrall him even as he [faced] the all-too-close presence of his own death, and how to live out the months that [remained] in the richest and deepest way possible"
- Kafka on the Shore, Murakami
Under immensely troubling times - not as bad as war or famine, but much worse than a startup or relationship failure - these books kept me going:
- The Obstacle Is the Way by Ryan Holiday
- Mastery by Robert Greene
- Courage Under Fire by James B Stockdale
- Gratitude by Oliver Sacks
- Being Mortal by Atul GawandeMarginalian also has a great exploration of his letters as well [3]:
> I think “the meaning of life” is something we have to formulate for ourselves, we have to determine what has meaning for us… It clearly has to do with love — what and whom and how one can love.
[1] https://www.oliversacks.com/oliver-sacks-books/letters
[2] https://www.oliversacks.com/oliver-sacks-books/gratitude
[3] https://www.themarginalian.org/2024/11/08/oliver-sacks-lette...
> Oliver Sacks, who died in 2015, was the author of many books, including “Musicophilia,” “Gratitude,” and “The River of Consciousness.” A final collection of his essays, “Everything in Its Place,” will be published in April.
