- What boundary separates love and hate?
- Is it apathy or aggression that harms our cause?
- If worry is erased, what is left to consider?
- Must desire always sweep aside good intent?
- Is the nature of clarity momentary?
- Is justice ever possible if no two events are identical?
- The spotted jackal, oblivious and blind, cackles and eats, then courting misfortune snaps at the moon.
- Do not lay blame. Those hearts, brief as shadows on a muslin shroud, are ineffably connected.
- What lies between the world and oneself is only a garment, button-holing its mouth around the rod of fortitude?
- A glance about will reveal the expediency of molding a vague and shapeless wax, but will it reflect the rightness that lodges in our being?
- Listen to the winds and the rainfall, feeling how fragile the bones are under the skin.
- The majority of views are improved by height, but not perspective -- whose law begins in the mind.
This was done by the author of Griffin and Sabine. It's hard to do justice to it, but it's basically a story than unfolds through a series of letters between two people who are opposites. The actual letters and postcards are included just as in some children's pop-ups.
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