Nhưng cuối cùng, một sinh vật đã nói: “Tôi mệt mỏi vì bám. Tôi sẽ chết vì buồn chán.
But one creature said at last, “I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom.
Richard Bach, Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah