"What are you looking at, grandfather?" he asked with curiosity. The old man raised his head and smiled sadly. "At my life flowing and disappearing, … - Nikos Kazantzakis

"What are you looking at, grandfather?" he asked with curiosity.
The old man raised his head and smiled sadly. "At my life flowing and disappearing, son, flowing and disappearing."
"Don't worry, grandfather, it knows where it is going–toward the sea, everyone's life flows toward the sea."
The old man sighed. "Yes, my son, that is why the sea is salty — from the many tears."
He turned back to the flowing stream and did not speak again.