“For so long it was all I wanted. The truth! The truth! Good, fine, but for what? With the truth we will do what, become what? And in gaining the truth, what do we lose? It seems to me now that some truths will never be enough to seal the mysteries that precede them. I think in her own way my mother understood this all along – that there is nothing the truth can give you that you cannot give yourself. That in the end, you just have to decide. To live. To continue.”
