Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.
