‘Life is so rich, has so many treasures. We go to it with empty hearts; we do not know how to fill our hearts with the abundance of life. We are poor inwardly, and when riches are offered to us, we refuse. Love is a dangerous thing; it brings the only revolution that gives complete happiness. So few of us are capable of love, so few want love. We love on our own terms, making of love a marketable thing. We have a market mentality, and love is not marketable, a give-and-take affair. It is a state of being in which all our problems are resolved. We go to the well with a thimble, and so life becomes a tawdry affair, puny and small.’

From the book Letters to a Young Friend by Jiddu Krishnamurti.