Something that struck a chord in me.
Goddess, the world of men is a world of incomprehension. Our senses are woefully limited. Our brains are but tiny candles flickering in an infinity of darkness. Our only wisdom is to admit that we cannot understand, and since we cannot understand we must do the best we can with faith, which is our only talent. The greatest act of faith we are capable of is that of loving another more than we love ourselves, and occasionally we can be quite good at it.
-- Master Li, to the goddess Nu Kua, from "The Story of the Stone," part of the Chronicles of Master Li and Number Ten Ox, by Barry Hughart
Goddess, the world of men is a world of incomprehension. Our senses are woefully limited. Our brains are but tiny candles flickering in an infinity of darkness. Our only wisdom is to admit that we cannot understand, and since we cannot understand we must do the best we can with faith, which is our only talent. The greatest act of faith we are capable of is that of loving another more than we love ourselves, and occasionally we can be quite good at it.
-- Master Li, to the goddess Nu Kua, from "The Story of the Stone," part of the Chronicles of Master Li and Number Ten Ox, by Barry Hughart
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