he'll whip off your windscreen wiper

I really don't know what it's like - how could I? Only given ten years to live, and only knowing the truth of the world for three months. Not even that.

But it amazes me, really.

That's the true power, and the ultimate weakness, of being human. We see change coming, any at all, and we want to be in charge. We want control. Without that autonomy, who are we? What are we?

If we haven't had control, regret makes us feel as if we've done something about it, still. But the only way to truly strive is...to let go.