Why can I never set my heart on a possible thing?

A moral choice in its basic terms appears to be a choice that favors survival: a choice made in favor of life.

Compare the torrent and the glacier. Both get where they are going.

Love's just one of the ways through, and it can go wrong, and miss. Pain never misses. But therefore we don't have much choice about enduring it! We will, whether we want to or not.

To learn a belief without the belief is to sing a song without the tune.

To me the female principle is, or at least historically has been, basically anarchic. It values order without constraint, rule by custom not by force. It has been the male who enforces order, who constructs power structures, who makes, enforces, and breaks laws.

The thing about working with time, instead of against it, he thought, is that it is not wasted. Even pain counts.