THE DEVIL. What is the use of knowing [yourself and your destination]?
DON JUAN. Why, to be able to choose the line of greatest advantage instead of yielding in the direction of least resistance. Does a ship sail to its destination no better than a log drifts nowhither? The philosopher is Nature's pilot. And there you have our difference: to be in hell is to drift: to be in heaven is to steer.
THE DEVIL. On the rocks, most likely.
DON JUAN. Pooh! which ship goes oftenest on the rocks or to the bottom-- the drifting ship or the ship with a pilot on board? ... at least I shall not be bored. The service of the Life Force has that advantage, at all events. So fare you well, Señor Satan.
THE DEVIL. Fare you well, Don Juan. I shall often think of our interesting chats about things in general. I wish you every happiness: Heaven, as I said before, suits some people. But if you should change your mind, do not forget that the gates are always open here to the repentant prodigal ...
DON JUAN. ... Señor Commander: you know the way to the frontier of hell and heaven. Be good enough to direct me.
THE STATUE. Oh, the frontier is only the difference between two ways of looking at things. Any road will take you across it if you really want to get there.
-- George Bernard Shaw Man and Superman
Abhorring a Vacuum
2 hours ago