“The Bridge Across Forever”, Richard Bach
I felt like a moth in a chandelier — all at once there were lots of pretty choices, but I wasn't quite sure where to fly.
That's what learning is, after all; not whether we lose the game, but how we lose and how we've changed because of it and what we take away from it that we never had before, to apply to other games. Losing, in a curious way, is winning.
You're never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true.