In retrospect it was a kind of death of my spirit, the ability to shut off the emotions and feelings I felt for the animals and replace them with a steely resolve to be a man.

But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.

To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.

A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long.

The Japanese have a strong tendency to suppress their own feelings. That's the Japanese character. They kill their own emotions.

Do you imagine the universe is agitated? Go into the desert at night and look at the stars. This practice should answer the question.