“If life is boring, I fear that there is a next life. If life is fun, the current life is already satisfactory.”

Obituary in New York Times

Source: Strictly Ballroom

Source: Life of Pi (2001), Chapter 56, p. 178

Source: It's Not Easy Being Green: And Other Things to Consider

Source: Murder in Mesopotamia

Source: Flaubert in Egypt: A Sensibility on Tour

Source: Under Two Flags (1867), Chapter I
Context: It is the trifles of life that are its bores, after all. Most men can meet ruin calmly, for instance, or laugh when they lie in a ditch with their own knee-joint and their hunter's spine broken over the double post and rails: it is the mud that has choked up your horn just when you wanted to rally the pack; it's the whip who carries you off to a division just when you've sat down to your turbot; it's the ten seconds by which you miss the train; it's the dust that gets in your eyes as you go down to Epsom; it's the pretty little rose note that went by accident to your house instead of your club, and raised a storm from madame; it's the dog that always will run wild into the birds; it's the cook who always will season the white soup wrong—it is these that are the bores of life, and that try the temper of your philosophy.