We join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon move.We shape clay into a pot, but is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want.We hammer wood for a house, but it is the inner space that makes it liveable.We work with being, but non-being is what we use.
When someone steals another’s clothes, we call him a thief. Should we not give the same name to one who could clothe the naked and does not? The bread in your cupboard belongs to the hungry; the coat hanging unused in your closet belongs to the one who needs it; the shoes rotting in your closet belong to the one who has no shoes; the money which you hoard up belongs to the poor.
Basil the Great