Grief has limits, whereas apprehension has none. For we grieve only for what we know has happened, but we fear all that possibly may happen. – Pliny the Younger
For a moment I lost myself, actually lost my life. I was set free! I belonged, without past or future, within peace and unity and a wild joy, within something greater than my own life . . . to life itself. I caught a glimpse of something greater than myself. – Eugene ONeill