I wanted to read a mindless book on the beach a few weeks ago, so I got the new biography of Joan Crawford by Donald Spotto.
At some point in her later life, Joan started speaking truthfully about what she'd learned from living so long. Here's one of her thoughts:
She wears her loneliness like a badge
"I don't know anyone who isn't lonely. You just learn to live with it. You don't dwell on it. You read a good book -- about other lonely people."