There is a certain sadness in this world, because we do not know many things. Yes, we ignore many beautiful things. Things like the truth. Therefore, the sadness of our ignorance is very real. The tears are real. What are the tears? There are even small ducts, the tear ducts, to produce these tears, in the case of sadness. Then, on the day when the sadness hits us, we ask, “I wonder if this sadness which makes me cry, I wonder if this sadness breaks my heart that will never end?” The answer, of course, is yes. One day the sadness will end.
By (introduction of the Log Lady)