We are the inheritors of a million years of striving for the unspeakable.
All you have shall some day be given. Therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors.
We are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we the children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos.