A Zen master said to a monk, “You must see the universe in your cup.” The monk looked into his cup, but he didn’t see the universe there, so he threw the cup away. The Zen master said, “Oh, poor cup.” / We think the cup is too small to hold the universe. Intellectually, we can’t see how it could fit. But wherever we go, the whole universe always appears—in a cup, in a window, in a smile, in a word.