“Do you ever consider the ground you trample on every day? She is lower than you, yet large beyond measure. You treat her like a servant, although it is by her blessing that your life prospers. Without her you will fall, without her there will be no trees and vines. Where will you find thread to cloth yourself? Or will you cover yourself with the skin of another man? Everything exists for a reason. A man is your brother, an infant is your child. Even the worth of your strength is the magnitude of someone's need.”
Book:Iban Dream