There are only two kinds of people: the ones that make you feel better and the ones that make you feel worse. It’s a shame, but, as far as I can tell, most people make you feel worse. Some are deliberate s***s, but most of them can’t help it. It’s important to hang on to the ones that make you feel better. That’s not always as obvious or easy as it sounds.
My favourite work of art, ancient or modern, is only my favourite because every time I look at it, it makes me feel better. I’m not kidding. It works like magic. It’s a photograph of a man in a warehouse, all in black and white apart from the big square he’s holding, which is dayglo yellow. Underneath the photograph it says, ‘When I woke up in the morning, the feeling was still there.’ I decided a while ago that it was my favourite picture.
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