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"What is it that you are doing?" Zorba asks. The old man
replies: "You can see very well what I am doing, my son,
I'm planting a tree." "But why plant a tree," Zorba asks,
"if you won't be able to see it bear fruit?" And the old man
answers: "I, my son, live as though I were never going
to die." The response brings a faint smile to Zorba's
lips and, as he walks away, he exclaims with a note of
irony: "How strange -- I live as though I were going
to die tomorrow!"