Without conscious rituals of loss and renewal, individuals and societies lose the capacity to experience the sorrows and joy that are essential for f… - Mircea Eliade

In one way or another one "lives" the myth, in the sense that one is seized by the sacred, exalting power of the events recollected or re-enacted. "Living" a myth, then, implies a genuinely "religious" experience, since it differs from the ordinary experience of everyday life. The "religiousness" of this experience is due to the fact that one re-enacts fabulous, exalting, significant events, one again witnesses the creative deeds of the Supernaturals; one ceases to exist in the everyday world and enters a transfigured, auroral world impregnated with the Supernaturals' presence. What is involved is not a commemoration of mythical events but a reiteration of them. The protagonists of the myth are made present; one becomes their contemporary. This also implies that one is no longer living in chronological time, but in the primordial Time, the Time when the event first took place. This is why we can use the term the "strong time" of myth; it is the prodigious, "sacred" time when something new, strong, and significant was manifested. To re-experience that time, to re-enact it as often as possible, to witness again the spectacle of the divine works, to meet with the Supernaturals and relearn their creative lesson is the desire that runs like a pattern through all the ritual reiterations of myths. In short, myths reveal that the World, man, and life have a supernatural origin and history, and that this history is significant, precious, and exemplary.

Am sentimentul vag ca libertatea individuala este o stare imperfecta de libertate, vorbi el in cele din urma, putin plictisit. Recunosc! un foarte vag si aproximativ sentiment. Cred, insa, ca o libertate colectiva, a speciei umane daca se poate, sau macar a unei anumite ramuri a acestei specii - este mult mai grandioasa, mult mai euforica...

Caci asta mi se pare lucrul cel mai greu de invatat in contemplarea iubitei: sa stii cum sa-i privesti ochii. Uneori, privirile noastre lovesc atat de nepriceput oglinda ochilor iubitei , incat o tulbura, aburind-o; sau, si mai grav, fac ochii opaci, le dau un luciu de teracota, de smalt colorat. Si sunt, de asemenea, priviri crancene, care smulg retina sau o patrund salbatic, sangerand-o, sau o intuneca..,