They would like one to stay as he is. They don't want one's face to change. But my face will not conform. It insists on chaning often. That's a necessity.
The one thing you dread it letting yourself falltaking the step into uncertaintythe little step beyond all the securities that existed. And whoever had once surrendered him selfone single time.Who ever had entrusted himself to fate was liberated. It was blissful to liveit was blissful to die.