In the fairs of the world, perfection is a taboo. Take the moon, for instance. Once it is a perfect circle, the erosion begins. Or fruit on a tree. The moment it is perfectly ripe, it falls to the ground. A degree of deficiency is vital for all things if they are to last.
One rule is worth remembering: if you knock a widow’s door, there must be some people who will dig your ancestor’s tomb. The language is coarse; but, the principle is not coarse.
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