"Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the work lasting solidity or exactness of beauty."
Plutarch (46 AD - 120 AD)
My eyes have been filled with the endlessly changing patterns of the grains. I have felt the warmth of a thousand suns in my hands every day. I have smelled the rich, tangy odors of the freshly hewn chips. These are the things that have made my life so fine.