This is what I believe: ‘That I am I.’ ‘That my soul is a dark forest.’ ‘ That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest.’
‘That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back.’ ‘That I must have the courage to let them come and go.’[1]
[1] D.H. Lawrence, “Benjamin Franklin,” in Studies in Classic American Literature, ed. Ezra Greenspan, Lindeth Vasey, and John Worthen (Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 2014), p. 26.