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Friday, April 15th, 2011 03:52 pm
“Can magic make people love me?” the student asked.
“What is love?” the teacher asked in return.
The student paused a moment, confused. “Everybody knows what love is.”
“You believe so? Then, if everybody knows, logically you in particular must know, correct? And of course, I must also know. But then, does not my job as a teacher often require me to ask you to tell me things we both already know? So, tell me. What is love?” The teacher waited patiently, finding a bookmark and closing it in the book.
The student stared at the floor a moment, and finally answered, “I guess I don’t know, because I can’t explain it.”
“Then,” the teacher responded, “come back when you have figured out exactly what it is you want to do, and I can tell you if it can be done.”
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Wednesday, May 18th, 2011 08:30 pm (UTC)
ah. well, i like it. but i am reluctant to say so because i seem to like everything you write. there comes a point when a compliment is merely fact and so, no longer a gift. *frown*