Bowl of Rice

A bowl of rice.

This quotation came up in class tonight. It’s one of my favourites. Swap out the word “art” for “yoga” and you’ve got something. I see them as being the same anyway.

Let’s say I’m in a room with Bergman or Kurosawa, and they have achieved this [greatness], but ultimately they’re going to the same place I’m going to. You understand that art doesn’t save you. It doesn’t save me. So then I think to myself, What’s the value? After, Kurosawa sits back and says, “Yes, Rashomon—I did a very fine job there,” what happens? He still has to come home, you know, and eat his bowl of rice, and down the line they bury him.

—Woody Allen

Pranams,

jjz

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