| p40 | When something matters absolutely, the beginning of the end is in sight. Oh it is, yes, an excruciating blow, a foreign object hurled at the opaque glass of the trivial and meaningless. With trembling and trepidation the absolute has come. It is at the door. It is asking the question. What do you stand for? Where art thou? The moment has come. This is like nothing else. This matters absolutely. |