A human being is not a waxen rubbing, a lifeless imprint taken from some great stony face. Rather he is at liberty to use the inclinations of the past as he sees fit. He is free to perceive the matrix, and, within his limits, change from it. By seeing both the futility in trying to relive the old life and the danger in trying to obliterate it, man can gain the capacity to make anew. His very form depends not on repetition but on variation from old patterns. In response to stress, biological survival requires genetic change: It necessitates a turning away from doomed replication.
~WLHM, Blue Highways