Anthology: The Year of Pleasures.

There is a story about a Navajo grandfather who once told his grandson, "Two wolves live inside me.  One is the bad wolf, full of greed and laziness, full of anger and jealousy and regret.  The other is the good wolf, full of joy and compassion and willingness and a great love for the world.  All the time, these wolves are fighting inside me."  "But grandfather," the boy said.  "Which wolf will win?"  The grandfather answered, "The one I feed."

and a few others from the same book:

So what was his message to me, on that little slip of paper?  Take the green bowl.  Take all the green bowls; love what you love without apology.

But it seemed to me that this was the way we all lived:  full to the brim with gratitude and joy one day, wrecked on the rocks the next.  Finding the balance between the two was the art and the salvation.

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"Oh, nobody understands anything.  We're all just here, blinking in the light like kittens.  The older I get, the more I see that nothing makes sense but to try to learn true compassion."