Goldmund: Narcissus, you are a sophist. We'll never come together on that kind of road.

Narcissus: No road will bring us together.

Goldmund: Don't speak like that.

Narcissus: I'm serious. We are not meant to come together, not any more than sun and moon were meant to come together, or sea and land. We are sun and moon, dear friend, we are sea and land. It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is: each the other's opposite and complement.

-- Hesse, from Narziss und Goldmund