This is all to say that in the moment when the sunset filtered gently into the library, and you noticed it, and it made you feel something spectacular and maybe a bit frightening in its grandeur, were you not, for all intents and purposes, in a church?
“What we know about ourselves, that is, what we are allowed to know about ourselves and what we’re not allowed to know about ourselves is in fact a fundamental component of our freedom and our autonomy.”
When I arrive at the end of my life, I want to know that I've loved so much and that I've been so loved. And that I spent my time on earth enjoying my own company sure but also made it through in camaraderie with the only other beings I will ever encounter who have any semblance of understanding of what it's like to be looking out the window on this absolute nonsense train journey towards oblivion, and I want to have looked as many of them in the eyes as I could and have said to them that I will never ever truly know what they're thinking. But god do I understand. And god do I hope they understand.