Nathaniel Clark

Such to the dead might appear the world of liv­ing — charged with infor­ma­tion, with mean­ing, yet some­how always just, ter­ri­bly, beyond that fate­ful limen where any lamp of com­pre­hen­sion might beam forth
–Thomas Pyn­chon, Against The Day

We’re all sur­vivors, but who tran­scends sur­vival? –joan baez. His­tory is all about pol­ish­ing the edges and flat­ter­ing the ego, so don’t worry about that part of it while you’re doing the work. –todf