The character truest to itself becomes eccentric rather than immovably centered, as Emerson defined the noble character of the hero. At the edge, the certainty of borders gives way. We are more subject to invasions, less able to mobilize defenses, less sure of who we really are, even as we may be perceived by others as a person of character. The dislocation of self from center to indefinite edge merges us more with the world, so that we can feel blest by everything.

Any symptom can force you to go deeper into some area.

Anything you attend to carefully can bring blessing.

It's better to go into the world half-cocked than not to go into the world at all.

We are human less by virtue of our ideal goals than by the vice of our inferiority.

Without time for loss you don't have time for soul.

The Greek idea of fate is moira, which means "portion." Fate rules a portion of your life. But there is more to life than just fate. There is also genetics, environment, economics, and so on. So it's not all written in the book before you get here, such that you don't have to do anything. That's fatalism.