I was wounded by a blow of love.
The way I figure it, we know we got this world, so live in this one while youโre here. I figure the next one will take care of itself.
Life is absolutely, mysteriously beautiful.
Sometimes the world is so beautiful it hurts.
Things start where you don't know and end up where you know. When you know is when you ask, How did this start?
To admit ignorance is the highest knowledge. It is the necessary condition for all learning.