An old Apache storyteller reminds us

The very cave you are afraid to enter turns out to be the source of what you are looking for.

Life is like arriving late for a movie, having to figure out what was going on without bothering everybody with a lot of questions, and then being unexpectedly called away before you find out how it ends.

The goal is to live with God like composure on the full rush of energy, like Dionysus riding the leopard, without being torn to pieces.

Behind all these manifestations is the one radiance, which shines through all things.

The myth is the public dream and the dream is the private myth.

The seizure of passionate love can be, in such a context, only illicit, breaking in upon the order of one's dutiful life in virtue as a devastating storm.