"I love it because it is a stone, because today and now it appears to me a stone. I see value and meaning in each one of its fine markings and cavities, in the yellow, in the gray, in the hardness and the sound of it when I knock it, in the dryness or dampness of its surface…and that is just what pleases me and seems wonderful and worthy of worship. But I will say no more about it. Words do not express thoughts very well…These are things, and one can love things. But one cannot love words.
…It seems to me, Govinda, that love is the most important thing in the world. It may be important to great thinkers to examine the world, to explain and despise it. But I think it is only important to love the world…"
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