Take a look at the rocks and the clay. One is moldable, pliable, able to bend, not break. When you poke it, the prick may be painful at first, but then all its soft clay pours out and offers to you all its tenderness. You'd handle it with kid gloves because it is most tender. If I throw it at you, it would land and not bruise. When you squeeze it tight, it gushes, yet all your stress and pain is relieved. What's inside it expands and does not break. The other is stony and hard. Try to handle it. You'd find that it is stiff and painful. When you hold it, there is friction. Grind it. Your ears would complain. You can't mold it. It would mold you to pieces! Try to break inside it. Poked and torn, the tear would not only hurt it, but tear you apart and all its heavy stones would crumble to dust. Crash to the ground! Total collapse! Only the rain could bring it back to life, only the water could smooth out its rough edges, only the fire could melt it as wax. Stand rough next to pliable, which one would always poke at the other? If I threw it to you, could you catch it or would your hands come away scarred and bloody? Now place the pliable next to the tough, its soft form would be rolled over like parchment left lying flat on the ground. Could you raise it up again? Most assuredly, it would spring back into tip top shape again. Why? Because it is moldable, pliable, able to bend, not break. . .
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