A Christian farmer spent the day in the city.
In a restaurant for his meal, he sat near a group of young men. After he bowed his head to give thanks for his food, one of the young men thought he would embarrass the old gentleman.
"Hey, farmer, does everyone do that out where you live?"
The old man calmly replied, "No, son, the pigs don't!"
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.
Letting your mind play is the best way to solve problems.
In the ascertainment of an excogitation of linguistic proclivity, one might ascribe to the mentation that a phratry exists in which some encyclopedists designedly cultivate a nonplussed ambience hypothecated to befuddle the vox populi.
Don't search for the meaning of life. Simply be present for the people you love.