Thou cannot harm a butterfly, without troubling a star.

I love, therefore I am vulnerable.

We look not at the things which are what you would call seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal. But the things that are not seen are eternal.

Speaking of ways, pet, by the way, there is such a thing as a tesseract.

Suddenly there was a great burst of light through the Darkness. The light spread out and where it touched the Darkness the Darkness disappeared. The light spread until the patch of Dark Thing had vanished, and there was only a gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars, clear and pure.

And sometimes when we listen, we are led into places we do not expect, into adventures we do not always understand.

When we can play with the unself-conscious concentration of a child, this is: art: prayer: love.