"Who looks out with my eyes?
What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord and
I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here
will have to take me home."
A tailor needs a torn garment to practice his expertise. The trunks of a tree must be cut and cut again so they can be used for fine carpentry.
Your doctor must have a broken leg to doctor.
Your defects are the ways that glory get manifested.
Whomever sees clearly what's diseased in himself begins to gallop on the way.
