A single farmer can feed the whole town, but no one will ever notice his death. Except when they are feeling hungry again. That’s the nature and ingratitude of humanity.
After reading between the lines, I can secretly hear Socrates screaming: ‘I’m the wisest man to ever live in the world. Anyone who will claim that title after me he’s fake!
In return. Meaning, we must dwell on the neutral side, in order to fully understand ourselves and those who are constantly causing us trouble in our daily lives.
