Our lives wait until our backs are turned to move ahead. As soon as we observe ourselves, as soon as we stop to take stock of the situation, to weigh the pros and cons, as soon as we question ourselves about our motives, our motivations, our reasons, nothing more happens. Under the searchlights of a mind too greedy to understand, the flow of existence is broken. Life is modest; it refuses to be looked at, scrutinized, analyzed, reduced to a single story. So, as soon as we try to understand it, fit it into a groove, it comes to a stand-still, plays dead- and nothing is left before us but scattered bits.
— Emmanuel Kattan (Love Alone)
