Now a third letter, my friend Bill, and I got it today. He said, “I found myself on the top of a hill walking with a very dear friend of mine, and this friend, he said to me”—his friend is a lovely person in this world, perfectly wonderful friend, but he is completely uninterested, complete disinterest in this teaching—“and so, he started down the hill towards a pool of water, a lake. As he started down rocks began to fall, falling towards him. He went down to this huge lake and put his hand into the lake to catch a fish, but he couldn’t. The lake was too deep and he couldn’t catch the fish. I, at the very top of the hill, with my right hand, I had a pool at my right, and I put my hand into the pool and pulled out a huge, big fish. Then I said to him, ‘It’s easy if you were where I am.’”395 ¶28