<p><SPAN name="link35" id="link35"></SPAN>Then a woman said, Speak to us of <b><i>Joy
and Sorrow</i></b>.</p>
<p>And he answered:</p>
<p>Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.</p>
<p>And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with
your tears.</p>
<p>And how else can it be?</p>
<p>The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.</p>
<p>Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the
potter’s oven?</p>
<p>And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed
with knives?</p>
<p>When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only
that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.</p>
<p>When you are sorrowful look again in <SPAN name="link36" id="link36"></SPAN>your
heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been
your delight.</p>
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Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say,
“Nay, sorrow is the greater.”</p>
<p>But I say unto you, they are inseparable.</p>
<p>Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember
that the other is asleep upon your bed.</p>
<p>Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.</p>
<p>Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.</p>
<p>When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must
your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.</p>
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