“Despite the waves of sadness, one must go out there and have a love affair with life. For, to the mind that is playful, every moment becomes a moment of festival, a journey to taste the fruit of life. Were it otherwise, the dew would never fall on the grass to make us fresh, the sun would never explode to fill us with light, the dusk would never paint the sky to awaken the lover in us and the moon would never blush in the deep night to call the poet in us.”