The only dream worth having is to live while you are alive, and die only when you are dead. Which means exactly what? To love, to be loved; to never forget your own insignificance; to never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you; to seek joy in the saddest places; to pursue beauty to its lair; to never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple; to respect strength, never power; above all to watch, to try and understand, to never look away and never, never to forget.

–Arundhati Roy, from The End of Imagination