My suffering left me sad and gloomy. - Yann Martel

An apple resists being eaten. An apple is not eaten, it is conquered. The crunchiness of a pear is far more appealing. It is giving and fragile. To eat a pear is akin to … kissing.

Some of us give up[…] with only a resigned sigh. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others — and I am one of those — never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success.

A house is a compressed territory where our basic needs can be fulfilled close by and safely.