A Tree Has Something To

Often It Is The Most Deserving People Who Cannot Help Loving Those Who Destroy Them.

Deeply, He Felt The Love For The Run-away In His Heart, Like A Wound, And He Felt At The Same Time That This Wound Had Not Been Given To Him In Order To Turn The Knife In It, That It Had To Become A Blossom And Had To Shine. That This Wound Did Not Blossom Yet, Did Not Shine Yet, At This Hour, Made Him Sad. Instead Of The Desired Goal, Which Had Drawn Him Here Following The Runaway Son, There Was Now Emptiness.

But It's A Poor Fellow Who Can't Take His Pleasure Without Asking Other People's Permission.

If A Man Has Nothing To Eat, Fasting Is The Most Intelligent Thing He Can Do.

Knowledge Can Be Communicated, But Not Wisdom.