There is no greater glory for a Man than what he achieves by hand and foot.
—Homer, ‘The Odyssey”
As I see it, you are living with something that you keep hidden deep inside. Something heavy. I felt it from the first time I met you. You have a strong gaze, as if you have made up your mind about something. To tell you the truth, I myself carry such things around inside. Heavy things. That is how I can see it in you.
As light is significant, not because of itself, but because if its relationship to darkness, so death becomes important because of life, and life is meaningful because of death. Death is a part of life, life is a part of death.
—Carl G. Jung
Jan van Huysum - Flowers in a Terracotta Vase
The Butterfly Nebula