Oh, plenty of hope, an infinite amount of hope--but not for us.
Human nature, essentially changeable, unstable as the dust, can endure no restraint; if it binds itself it soon begins to tear madly at its bonds, until it renders everything asunder, the wall, and the bonds and its very self.
Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.
We don't have to fly straight into the sun, but we do need to creep into some tidy little place on earth where the sun sometime shines and where we can find a little warmth for ourselves.
Only that which happens is possible.
The mediation by the serpent was necessary. Evil can seduce man, but cannot become man.