Wise people are able to give themselves gracefully to seemingly contradictory experiences, because they know that they belong to different seasons of life, all of which are necessary to the whole. Spring and winter, growth and decay, creativity and fallowness, health and sickness, power and impotence, and life and death all belong within the economy of being.

The more we chase away the false mysteries - those things we think we know about ourselves and others - the more mysterious our existence becomes.

To really love a person completely is to come to a point where your stories are intertwined.

What happens if I try to build a life dedicated to avoiding all danger and all unnecessary risk?

When you genuinely lose your illusions, you begin to marvel at things, because you don't have the answers any more.

There has always been a part of me that saw wilderness and risk-taking as the path to freedom.

You don't go through a deep personal transformation without some kind of dark night of the soul.