A prisoner lived in solitary confinement for years. He saw and spoke to no one and
his meals were served through an opening in the wall.
One day an ant came into his cell. The man contemplated it in fascination as it
crawled around the room. He held it in the palm of his hand the better to observe
it, gave it a grain or two, and kept it under his tin cup at night.
One day it suddenly struck him that it had taken him ten long years of solitary
confinement to open his eyes to the loveliness of an ant.
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When a friend visited the Spanish painter El Greco at his home on a lovely spring
afternoon he found him sitting in his room, the curtains tightly drawn.
βCome out into the sunshine,β said the friend.
βNot now,β El Greco replied. βIt would disturb the light that is shining within
me.β
π