I cried because I had no shoes, then I met a man who had no feet.
This quotation may be a Persian proverb taken from a collection of ancient poetry by Sadi, taken from a much longer passage:
I never complained of the vicissitudes of fortune, nor suffered my face to be
overcast at the revolution of the heavens, except once, when my feet were bare,
and I had not the means of obtaining shoes. I came to the chief of Kfah in a
state of much dejection, and saw there a man who had no feet. I returned thanks
to God and acknowledged his mercies, and endured my want of shoes with patience,
and exclaimed,
“Roast fowl to him that’s sated will seem less
Upon the
board than leaves of garden cress.
While, in the sight of helpless
poverty,
Boiled turnip will a roasted pullet be.”
~SADI, The
Gulistan, or Rose Garden
I understand that my desire may be trivial and superficial and that my problem is of small magnitude compared to the man with no feet. But I still want shoes.
Does that make me a bad person?
Waiting
9 years ago
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