> There is an old story about two monks crossing a river. They meet a beautiful young woman who wants to get across but is afraid of the rushing water. One of the monks picks her up and carries her. When they reach the far shore, he puts her down, and she goes her separate way. A bit farther along the muddy road, his companion berates him for violating his monkish vows by holding a girl in his arms. The first monk replies, “I put her down at the riverbank. Are you still carrying her?” --- Source: [[The Art of Is]]