Time does not pass, it merely changes.
When he wins the battle, the Warrior celebrates.
Yesterday's pain is the Warrior of the Light's strength.
Knowledge without transformation is not wisdom.
That 'simple desire' to share something meant that we could enter the world of language without words, where everything is always clear and there is no danger of being misinterpreted.
The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change: Yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.