Welcome to “The Quiet Life”, with Susan Cain.
Join us for art, ideas, consolations and candlelight.
Hi, I’m Susan – author of the #1 NY Times bestselling books, QUIET and BITTERSWEET, seeker of sunny cafe windows, unlikely award-winning speaker.
For the past twenty years, I’ve been exploring a particular realm of human nature: the quiet, the sensitive, the thoughtful, the bittersweet.
It has always seemed clear to me that this way of being can lead to a richer, deeper form of happiness.
Yet people who operate on this frequency often feel out of step with the always-on, bafflingly-loud, and thick-skinned world around them.
If you’re a seeker of quiet, depth, and beauty - I created the Quiet Life project for you.
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When you join the Quiet Life, you’ll be able to:
Read all my Kindred newsletters (where I curate art and ideas, and basically write 2 books a year for you). Here are two examples:
Join the comments, join the conversation.
Read the full archives of past Kindred Letters.
Join our candlelit monthly gatherings: with author interviews, deep reflective exercises, and magical, introvert-friendly chemistry.
Access to many hours of recorded Candlelight Chats with fascinating past guests, like bestselling authors Sharon Salzberg, Pico Iyer, Scott Barry Kaufman, and more.
Share your own creative work and writings.
Most of all, support our shared online oasis of quiet, depth, and beauty!
My aim is for you to come away from your first year experiencing more of that “richer, deeper form of happiness” I mentioned before.
About Me
I prefer listening to talking, reading to socializing, and cozy chats to group settings. I like to think before I speak (softly). My favorite activities are reading, writing, and lounging around cafés. These days, I’m on a tennis kick.
A few times a year, I try to like cooking. I use a lot of old-fashioned expressions. I’m insatiably curious about human nature.
To me, one of the best things in the world is that sublime moment when a writer, artist, or musician manages to express something you’ve always felt but never articulated, or at least never quite so beautifully.
