Your heart is already restless with love, isn’t it?” I briefly searched within myself to see if this might be true, but all I could find was a blank. Nothing inside me seemed to answer his description. “There’s no object of love in my heart, Sensei. Believe me, I’m being perfectly honest with you.” “Ah, but you’re restless precisely because there’s no object, you see? You’re driven by the feeling that if only you could find that object, you’d be at peace.” “I don’t feel too restless right now.” “You came to me because of some lack you sensed, didn’t you?” “That may be so. But that isn’t love.”
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