I like to think of thoughts as living blossoms borne by the human tree.

I like to think of thoughts as living blossoms borne by the human tree

Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

[But we are borne back to the father-son chat at the dinner table.] Was I a good father? ... You have ultimately been a great father. But fatherhood would not have been one of the highest parts of your résumé early on.

If you look closely at a tree you'll notice it's knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is that beauty and imperfection go together wonderfully.