Life is full of circles. Old age is like childhood, and every summer leads to a winter that, in turn, opens the doors to a new spring. The seasons of life are the seasons of the planet.
The universe itself moves in perfectly aligned concentric circles, each giving meaning and motion to the other. Nothing and no one is exempt or separate from the mechanism of cause and effect that governs everything. And no one within this mechanism can truly grasp its deeper meaning.
because as the clock hand moves and shapes time, it never really knows what time it is.
