strength, as human beings, lies not so much
in our stupendous achievements, but in the acknowledgment
and understanding of our weaknesses and mistakes,
and our refusal to be reconciled with them,
for this is where our strength comes from.
asked to tell our life-story without mentioning
anyone else, we could say almost nothing, for
our lives are made up—like a tapestry—of
innumerable threads that are 'not-us'; they are
not simply 'ours', but in fact, mostly 'not-ours'.
Anyone—and anything—we meet, who crosses
our path or impinges upon us in any way, becomes
part of our experience, or what we think of as
'our life'. In reality, there is no such thing
as 'my life', but an extremely rich and varied
composition of so many things. See how it happens:
just by reading these words, I am becoming part
of your life and, in an equally subtle way, you
are becoming part of mine. There is very little
about us that is really ‘I’.