The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.