When wine runs low, it is not worth the sparing;
The worst and least doth to the bottom dive:
Wrong not thy leisure, years vouchsafe, in daring:
But sometimes look into thy grave, alive.
“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word ‘love’ here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace — not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.”
James Baldwin | The Fire Next Time