Book: The hermit and six-fingered

If you find yourself in the dark and see even a faint ray of light, you should go to it, instead of speculating whether it makes sense to do it or not. Maybe it really doesn't make sense. But just sitting in the dark doesn't make sense either way.

Now imagine that you fell into a barrel of water and drown. Presented? And now imagine that you for a second, stuck his head out, saw the light, gulped air and something touched your hands. And you grabbed for it and hold. So, if we assume that all life drown (and it is), then love is what helps you to keep your head above water.

If you were in the dark and see at least the faintest ray of light, you must go to him, instead of talking, it makes sense to do it or not.

All you're doing is only out of love. Otherwise, you're just sitting on the ground and howled in terror. Or aversion.

Love gives meaning to what we do, but actually this makes no sense.