Look at me.We all have marks on our face. I have this wrinkle here from your first surgery.I have these wrinkles here from your last surgery. This is the map that shows us where we’ve going.And this is the map that shows us where we’ve been.And it’s never ever ugly.
Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.