Prose-Essay Gorgeousness

I found this essay by Joan Didion and fell instantly in love. This quote, found here on Wit + Delight, sort of got this all started. I found the essay, decided that Joan Didion was the best author I'd read in a long while, and the rest is history. I've read and reread it over and over again. I think I might just post the whole thing just so you can read it.

That was the year, my twenty-eighth, when I was discovering that not all of the promises would be kept, that some things are in fact irrevocable and that it had counted after all, every evasion and every procrastination, every word, all of it.

I can't explain just how deeply this touched me. It all matters: every single thing we do ripples in some small, sometimes enormous, way...and somehow, it all matters. Think about it.