“Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent. We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere commonplaces of existence. If we could fly out of that window hand in hand, hover over this great city, gently remove the roofs, and and peep in at the queer things which are going on, the strange coincidences, the plannings, the cross-purposes, the wonderful chains of events, working through generations, and leading to the most outre results, it would make all fiction with its conventionalities and foreseen conclusions most stale and unprofitable.”
I’ve always found this famous Sherlock Holmes quote to be very true. The most memorable fiction tends to be based somehow on real life – most often tragedies, but also miracles and heroisms.
In the last few years, I actually find it increasingly difficult to read fiction, just because I’ve finally experienced events and met people that make fiction pale in comparison. I hope never to stop reading novels altogether, but for better or worse, it is harder to find ones that leave an impact, when life itself is “infinitely stranger.”