Ursula Le Guin
What sane person could live in this world and not be crazy?
We're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark.
Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.
It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters in the end.
You must come to terms with your wholeself. the wholeness which exceeds all our virtue and all our vice.
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.
I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy.