Not enough. One life is not enough.
I’d like to live twice on this sad planet,
In lonely cities, in starved villages,
To look at all evil, at the decay of bodies,
And probe the laws to which the time was subject,
Time that howled above us like a wind.
— Czeslaw Milosz, from “Dawns,” New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001. (Ecco; Reprint edition March 25, 2003)