_Are you lost?
_Yes.
_Because we don't know when we will die... we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Things happen only a certain numbers of times. And a small number, really.
How many times will you remember an afternoon of your childhood... an afternoon so deeply a part of you that you can't be without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even that. How many times will you watch the moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.
(The Shelterning Sky)
