Life scars us with its random motion, he thought. Only death is perfect.

Real power is control. Knowing that you can do anything...and not doing it only because you can.

And so The Snow Queen also became a story about the need to seek equilibrium, in our own lives, with the natural world, even within the universe at large.

Each time, storytellers clothed the naked body of the myth in their own traditions, so that listeners could relate more easily to its deeper meaning.

Studying anthropology, I developed a kind of holistic view of human existence, in which the dichotomies you listed are all necessary and vital aspects of life.

Don't worry. You're safe now. You've got nothing left to steal.

Probably I chose immortality because mortality is a universal human obsession.