When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.
He thought others were small; that was his greatness.
What you gain here, you lose on the other side.
Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.
How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.
Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.