I am a fox", the fox said.
The essential things in life are seen, not with the eyes but with the heart.
I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset.
But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.
One man may hit the mark, another blunder; but heed not these distinctions. Only from the alliance of the one, working with and through the other, are great things born.
When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.