Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.
Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the universal balance of which I am a part may remain a balance.
A large heart can be filled with very little.
Yes, one must suffer, even in vain, so as not to have lived in vain.
Suffering is above, not below. And everyone thinks that suffering is below. And everyone wants to rise.
He who tells the truth says almost nothing.