It doesn't matter. I'm not asking forever of you...just let me love you now.

Perhaps the thing that makes humans truly unique on Earth is that we are never satisfied with our situation; maybe that is what's taken us so far.

What I do not want to write is didactic political tracts.

Everything born has to die, in order to make room for the future.

A clear conscience is generally the result of a faulty memory, not a faulty life.

Besides, wouldn't it be wonderful if no one ever had to worry about the random cruelty of fatal illness or the woes of old age attacking them or their loved ones?

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.