You know that the price of life is death, that the price of love is loss, and still you watch the golden afternoon light fall on a face you love, ...

“To be a human being among people and to remain one forever, no matter in what circumstances… that’s what life is all about, that’s its task,” the young ...

Love is a giver and a plunderer, the way it both anneals the self and alters it, the way it moors our wholeness and maps our incompleteness. At its ...