Pointless Overthinking gave us a gem of a question: If you have to express your core belief in one sentence, what would that sentence be?
It’s hard to boil down something one barely vocalizes into the condensed package of a sentence, so I let another do it for me, William Goldman. In this case I hijacked the words of his protagonist Westley from the book, I mean the film, the book, the film—okay, he wrote both—The Princess Bride:
Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
More specifically, my answer was the first sentence of that remark, the conviction that death cannot stop true love. It is here that I see an inflection point, or as they say, there are two types of people, for when this question is raised in a person’s mind the choice, Love or Death, must be decided.
These two powers, at once the most real and, being immaterial, disbelieved, defined as after products of a far more intrinsic reality, are locked in a continual struggle.
All [man or animal] go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
And yet it is also attributed to the wise king,
…for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave…
Song of Solomon 8:6
At my core, something beyond doubt, a premise deeper than reason, I know love wins, that though all were eaten up in flames of fire, were become as ashes, still a voice would call to us from out of our tombs, “Come forth.”