I read this morning words of the Buddha:
“Have compassion for all beings, rich and poor alike; each has their suffering. Some suffer too much, others too little.”
I can understand suffering too much, but to suffer too little?
Gautama, you did it again.
You leave me speechless,
Death to the writer.
But then I read words credited to no one:
“Until you’re broken, you don’t know what you’re made of. It gives you the ability to build yourself all over again, but Stronger than ever.”
There you have it.