Saturday, January 23, 2010


My favourite story of all times must be that of the rich man and his teacup:

Once there was a very rich man, who enjoyed collecting beautiful things. His greatest pride and joy was an exquisite teacup made from the finest china.

He used to take out his teacup now and then, and just sit there looking at it, admiring its beauty. He could be lost for hours.

The man loved his teacup more than anything else in this world. That is why he smashed it.

And this is wisdom.

It fucking beats even Beauty and the Beast.

1 comment:

  1. just det, den historien...! budskapet är väldigt smart och insiktsfullt. (förresten gillar jag att se hur din poupéegirl har det här till höger!)