A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one’s neighbor — such is my idea of happiness.
From "Family Happiness" by Leo Tolstoy
It doesn't happen very often these days that a Hollywood movie makes me stop and think but such was the case after seeing "Into the Wild" tonight. A. and I had a good discussion after the movie and it seems like we both took something different away from the movie. Was Chris McCandless selfish or searching for something that was missing in his life or both? This movie was beautiful and sad and thought-provoking and I highly recommend it.