It's so much easier, to learn to love what you have instead of yearning always for what you're missing, or what you imagine you're missing. It's so much more peaceful.

It is easier to believe that there was nothing before there was something than that there was something before there was nothing.

they found it easier to reject what they could not have than to admit the lack of it as a deficiency in themselves.

A question I've thought about a great deal is why it is so much easier to write about the things we dislike/hate/acknowledge to be flawed than the things we love.

It is sometimes easier to make the world a better place than to prove you have made the world a better place.

It is easier to forgive certain dislikes than to share certain enthusiasms.

it is easier for us to make light of things which we know well than of things which take us unprepared.

To devastate is easier and more spectacular than to create.

Not to have a thing is less humiliating than to beg it.

It is far easier to talk about loss than it is to talk about love. It is easier to articulate the pain of love's absence than to describe its presence and meaning in our lives.

Because, as we all know, it’s easier to do trivial things that are urgent than it is to do important things that are not urgent, like thinking. And it’s also easier to do little things we know we can do than to start on big things that we’re not so sure about.

Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had, for the first involves knowledge and pleasure, the second only ignorance and pain.

As for failure, trust me — it is easier to live in regret of failure than in regret of never trying.

The more you covet something, the more certain it is that you’ll lose it, and the more devastating the loss will be when it happens—which it will. (p. 216).