In becoming this self, this 'I', we have had to let go of the peerless paradise of one-less, the happy illusion of being untouchably safe and the comforting simplicity of a neatly split-off universe where good was only good and bad only bad. In becoming this self, we have stepped into a world of aloneness and powerlessness and ambivalence. Aware of our terror and glory, we say 'It is I.'
- Judith Viorst (The Private I), Necessary Losses.
Sometimes the words of others can perfectly and skillfully elaborate on our very on trains of thought.