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most people in the world don’t really use their brains to think. And people who don’t think are the ones who don’t listen to others.
Knowledge and ability were tools, not things to show off.
People naturally pay their respects to the dead. The person had, after all, just accomplished the personal, profound feat of dying.
If something really existed, you had to accept it as a reality, whether or not it made sense or was logical. That was his basic way of thinking. Principles and logic didn’t give birth to reality. Reality came first, and the principles and logic followed.
To rephrase Tolstoy’s famous line, all happiness is alike, but each pain is painful in its own way.
if we die today, we do not have to die tomorrow, so let us look to the best in each other.”
They had neither the power nor the knowledge to know what they should offer to each other, what they should be seeking. They had never, ever, been truly loved, or truly loved someone else. They had never held anyone, never been held. They had no idea, either, where this action would take them. What they entered then was a doorless room. They couldn’t get out, nor could anyone else come in. The two of them didn’t know it at the time, but this was the only truly complete place in the entire world. Totally isolated, yet the one place not tainted with loneliness.
