When a monk came to say good bye to Chao-chou Tsung-shen (778-897), a brilliant Chinese Ch'an master.
-Where will you go?
The monk answered:
-Any place where I can learn Buddha dharma.
The sky is not untouched by the rain. The bottom part gets soaked routinely.
Reminds me of a joke my biker friend told me. Said he ran into one of his old lady's ex-boyfriends who asked him how he liked her since he had worn her out. He said she was great, except for the first inch or two.