You cannot see the past that did not happen any more than you can foresee the future.

Can you see the future, Kerbouchard?"
"Who would wish to? Our lives hold a veil between anticipation and horror. Anticipation is the carrot suspended before the jackass to keep him moving forward. Horror is what he would see if he took his eyes off the carrot.

She seems to have had the ability to stand firmly on the rock of her past while living completely and unregretfully in the present.

The discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort towards wholeness.

An infinite question is often destroyed by finite answers. To define everything is to annihilate much that gives us laughter and joy.

A straight line is not the shortest distance between two points.