If I do not desire anything and I am not afraid of anything, then the mind is quiet. Not asleep or chewing its cud, but alert, watchful and ready. Like a top-of-class majordomo.
The good king doesn’t do much, and what he does do, he does quietly. It seems to his subjects that while nothing is done, nothing remains undone.
The full stop, so natural and necessary, is imbedded in the creation narrative.
Sane is the man who does not think when there is no necessity for thought. Sanity has never been found at the top of the news order. Some say it’s rare as rubies.
It is the strangest thing, finding a deeper satisfaction in what I refrain from doing than in what I actually do. And restraint is still the most beautiful word in the English language.