“Long ago I ready a story about a monk who felt no anger towards the cruel king who had chopped off the monk’s ear and pierced his skin with a knife.  When I read that, I thought the monk must be some kind of God.  That was because I did not yet know the nature of Great Compassion.  The monk had no anger to hold back.  All he had was a heart of love.  There is nothing to prevent us from being like that monk.  Love teaches that we can all live like the Buddha.”~ Page 212 Fragrant Palm Leaves, by Thich Nhat Hanh

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