D: Master… I am puzzled.
M: That is the beginning of wisdom.
D: I have seen you laugh and I have seen you cry.
M: The purpose of discipline is to live more fully.. not less.
D: But how shall I know, if my sorrow is only the echo of self-pity or my laughter the prinning of my own happiness.
M: The bird sings in the forest. Does it seek to be admired for its song?
M: Let tears come when your heart tells you of its sorrow….Let joy come unasked; unplanned.
