If you laugh about your sorrow, is that an escape? You can laugh it away perhaps when you are in sorrow, but there is the sorrow of mankind, the suffering, the torture that is going on in the world – people having no food, people dying, the rich man in the expensive car; the envy, the brutality, the tyranny that is going on. Can you laugh all that away? Do you see what you have reduced sorrow to? When sorrow is not self-centred – which it is for most of us – when you see somebody else suffer, don’t you suffer also? Somebody who is blind, somebody who has no food, somebody who is not loved, somebody who doesn’t know what love is, caught in misery, strife and confusion, don’t you also suffer with them? It is the accepted, traditional, respectable thing to say, ‘I suffer for you,’ but why should you suffer? If you have little, you give of that little. You give of your sympathy, your affection, your love. But why should you suffer? If my son has polio and is dying, why should I suffer? I know it sounds terribly cruel to you. But I do everything – give him my love, sympathy, take him to the doctor, use medicine – I do everything in my power, but why should I suffer? When I suffer for somebody, is that suffering? Think it out, don’t accept what I’m saying. Go into it. In the East, there is immense poverty of which you don’t know a thing about. When you walk in the street, you meet leprosy, disease; you rub shoulder to shoulder with people who have these things. You do everything you can, but what is the need to suffer? Does love suffer? Surely, love never suffers.