April 16th, 2010
The truth,
said an ancient Chinese
master, is like a dog yearning over
a bowl of burning oil. He can’t leave it, because
it is too desirable, and he can’t lick it,
because it is too hot.
The truth,
said an ancient Chinese
master, is like a dog yearning over
a bowl of burning oil. He can’t leave it, because
it is too desirable, and he can’t lick it,
because it is too hot.
