I like a small car because it costs less, because I can park it more easily, and get it out of traffic with less effort and worry. I also like a small car because inside you are closer, there is less formality, and everything is within arm's reach. I like a small car because it is agile, and because it forces me to think more when overtaking. I like it small because even if you are in a rush, you have to go at its pace.

I like a small table because there isn't enough space to eat absentmindedly, because in a small space I have to properly arrange the glasses, dishes, cutlery, and plates. I like a small table because it forces me to slow down, and the meal tends to last longer, and perhaps I might even have more time to talk. I like a small table because I am forced to pay attention to everything, even to avoiding dropping something or making a mess. A small table makes me more attentive, and the food feels more valuable.

I like a small glass because it holds less, and as such, its contents seem to gain importance. And the same goes for all objects meant to hold food and drink.

I like a small body because it gets tired less, goes less noticed, climbs better, slips through everywhere better, and seems more harmless (or so it seems). I like a small body because it is faster and lighter, and because it tends to burn calories better. I like a small body because its easier to find a place to sleep comfortably.

I like a small phone because I can put it anywhere—I can put it in my pocket, I can hide it. I like a small phone because the purpose of technology is to reduce the size and conspicuousness of the medium.

I like a small house because you don't get lost in it, and it forces me, just like the table, to be very mindful of how I use the space. And if it forces me to be mindful of the space, it forces me to truly live in it.

I like small things because when I travel I want to feel lighter. And life is itself a trip.