Above all a knowing deep in the bone that beauty and loss are one.
Men have in their minds a picture of how the world will be. How they will be in that world. The world may be many different ways for them but there is one world that will never be and that is the world they dream of.
…he wondered for all his will and all his intent how much of it was his own doing.
Where do we go when we die? He said.
I dont know, the man said. Where are we now?
In any case it is difficult to stand outside of one's desires and see things of their own volition.