I said to the almond tree, 'Sister, speak to me of God.' And the almond tree blossomed.
Nikos KazantzakisGod changes appearances every second. Blessed is the man who can recognize him in all his disguises. One moment he is a glass of fresh water, the next, your son bouncing on your knees or an enchanting woman, or perhaps merely a morning walk.
Nikos Kazantzakis