"As I watched the seagulls, I thought, That's the road to take; find the absolute rhythm and follow it with absolute trust."
"When an almond tree became covered with blossoms in the heart of winter, all the trees around it began to jeer. 'What vanity,' they screamed, 'what insolence! Just think, it believes it can bring spring in this way!' The flowers of the almond tree blushed for shame. 'Forgive me, my sisters,' said the tree. 'I swear I did not want to blossom, but suddenly I felt a warm springtime breeze in my heart."
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Source: Nikos Kazantzakis, Carl Wildman (1953). “Zorba the Greek”, p.133, Simon and Schuster
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