astonishment. i hope to god i don't loose it. sometimes, it seems, like it's slipping. it scares me. then somehow, i'm rescued. by something, by someone, by some sound or some smell.
"why do you teach?" he's asked.
"fundamentally, i teach because it makes me feel good. it's helped me clarify my own objectives. there's nothing more exciting than seeing somebody change from a condition of inertness or inattentiveness into a mind that begins to inquire about meaning."
may god keep me from ever loosing my capacity for astonishment. this world, this life, is too damn good for that.
