“What have I been telling you since you were a boy? Whenever something bad happens to us,” Mom said as she tucked me into my new bed, insisting that I needed some sleep after staying up all night, “something good happens – often to someone else. And that’s The Good Luck of Right Now. We must believe it. We must. We must. We must.”

“What have I been telling you since you were a boy? Whenever something bad happens to us,” Mom said as she tucked me into my new bed, insisting that I needed some sleep after staying up all night, “something good happens – often to someone else. And that’s The Good Luck of Right Now. We must believe it. We must. We must. We must.”

— Matthew Quick