It is not the quality of the coffee that determines the quality of the experience of its taste. It is the skilfulness of the one who drinks it.
He who can see a shimmer of light in an ocean of darkness, feel the lightness of a feather buried between concrete and stone, witness the beauty in ugliness itself, hear how the silence is played by the orchestra…
this is the true connoisseur.
Are we not all here to become connoisseurs of life?
