human
Contending with you is like biting into granite, he said with annoyance,
gpt
It is harder to be the granite, I told him.
human
I would be so much happier transformed into pliable putty.
gpt
Why not try it for a pleasant change?
human
Because, for your sake, I cannot. You are not granite to me,--you are a piece of marble out of which I am trying with chisel in my hand to release the something concealed there.
gpt
Your chisel is sharp and the process is a painful one.
human
So it is, I admitted,
gpt
No, little Puss. You are the instrument of karma. Keep on chiseling. You believe in me, and if you think there is something worth while, awaiting release--do not falter. Only the one who sees it can set it free.