From "Stranger than Fiction":
"As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be OK.
Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies.
And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction.
And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives.
I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true."
Think on that one, dear readers.
That second paragraph would be so much more encouraging if the last three words weren't "Bavarian Sugar Cookies" but instead something better. Like a "stick of butter." I like that better. I wouldn't even know where to begin to find Bavarian sugar cookies, which would supposedly improve my life, whereas I know exactly to find butter.
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