Conflictis the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. Itinstigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplikepassivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
Artists can color the sky red because they know its blue.those of us who are not artists must color things the way they really are or people might think we are stupid.
If you are distressed by anything external, the pain isnot due to the thing itself but to your own estimate of it; and this you havethe power to revoke at any moment.
