How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life.

我希望我的读者能感到他们并不孤单。

I told you all I was going to be No. 1, and I did just that.