Monday, December 2, 2019

forgiving oneself

My brother used to ask the birds to forgive him; 
that sounds senseless but it is right; 
for all is like the ocean, all things flow and touch each other;
 a disturbance in one place is felt at the other end of the world. 

—Fyodor Dostoyevsky
from The Brothers Karamazov
art by Shiko Munakata