If this isn't nice, what is?

I heard an interview with Kurt Vonnegut earlier today in which he spoke briefly about his uncle. The philosophy that this man passed on to his nephew was a very simple one. That when the moments of happiness, well-being, contentedness happen along, we should appreciate them and pass on our appreciation. He himself did this with the words, 'If this isn't nice, what is?'

Later I played squash with my mate, P, and then we took our tired bodies to the Marble Beer House in Chorlton, where they sell the wonderful ales of James Campbell (of the Marble Arch in Rochdale Road). The evening was cool, cloudy but not grey, the light soft and gentle on everything it touched. We'd played well, and in that knowledge could now sit and talk about things little and great sipping a craftman's beer in the long evening light. If that's not nice, what is?

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