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ONE CAN READ all of the books in the world and never find a single answer. One can spend their lifetime mastering trigonometry and calculus, and never know the meaning of life, nor the focus of their mind, the radius of their power. One can know more of the languages of the world than any other, preaching to millions in rarely known words rarely ever heard and never hear the voice of their own heart. I ask you this: who is the wiser man, he who knows how to solve matrices and plot quadratic equations, or he who simply knows himself? There is more than one definition of intelligence. There are those people with grand titles to their name who do not wonder what they are, and there are those who can read no language and have no name but ask, simply, “Why am I?” So, who is the wiser man? And, with that, what is ignorance?
WITHOUT DOING MORE than required of oneself, one will never break one’s limitation.