All these ideas. So many over the years that flow through me and so many that I’ve pushed away. And the ones that I did act upon were different odd weird by the standards of others. I would be affected by the judgment. Other times I didn’t give a damn. In the end you stare at yourself with your ideas. Now I forge that sword.
“All of us, whether or not we are warriors, have a cubic centimeter of chance that pops out in front of our eyes from time to time. The difference between an average man and a warrior is that the warrior is aware of this, and one of his tasks is to be alert, deliberately waiting, so that when his cubic centimeter pops out he has the necessary speed, the prowess, to pick it up.”