H. Miller… revisited!

Real life begins when we are alone, face to face with our unknown self. What happens when we come together is determined by our inner soliloquies. The crucial and truly pivotal events which mark our way are the fruits of silence and solitude.
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Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery we shall learn nothing.
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Every moment is a golden one fro him who has the vision to recognize it as such. Life is now, every moment, no matter if the world be full of death. Death triumphs only in the service of life.
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The facts and events which form the chain of one’s life are but starting points along the paths of self-discovery.
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The man telling the story is no longer the one who experienced the events recorded. Distortion and deformation are unavoidable in the re-living of one’s life.
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The most tremendous voyages are sometimes taken without moving from the spot.
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No man can possibly relate the whole story, no matter how limited a fragment of his life he may choose to dwell on.
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The waters of the earth! … Next to light, the most mysterious element of creation. Everything passes away in time. The waters abide.

(Henry MILLER: “The World of Sex”, A Star Book, published in 1977 by Wyndham Publications Ltd., London)