"This beautiful elder is my teacher. In other parts of the world, she may be considered holy because of her ability to sit in the same place for so long"
On the street, I see someone who looks like my brother, dresses like him, moves like him. For a moment, I suspend the truth and say, “There’s my brother.” The moment passes too soon. But there are many who suffer still, and I try to treat them like brothers, for my brother.