“Now the end has come, and I am filled with sorrow that our ways must part: the path I would rather take is the one that leads to life.”

“As with all journeys, the Way has an end, though it should not be imagined as a straight road leading to a fixed destination but rather as a majestic mountain whose peak conceals the presence of God. There are, of course, many paths to the summit-some better than others. But because every path eventually leads to the same destination, which path one takes is irrelevant.”

“I see now that the path I choose through the maze makes me what I am. I am not only a thing, but also a way of being—one of many ways—and knowing the paths I have followed and the ones left to take will help me understand what I am becoming.”

“I realized now that I would never be truly done with adventuring. The path of life takes twists and turns one could never even imagine or hope for. It was the greatest adventure and I had so much more to experience. Where, I wonder, would life lead me next?”

“I must fill myself with sorrow if I am to give you what you want.”

“Although we know the end of the maze holds death (and it is something I have not always known--not long ago the adolescent in me thought death could happen only to other people), I see now that the path I choose through that maze makes me what I am. I am not only a thing, but also a way of being--one of many ways--and knowing the paths I have followed and the ones left to take will help me understand what I am becoming.”