Yo antes era así:
Pero un día miré por la ventana y se me había secado el huerto:
The Master does his job and then stops. He understands that the universe is forever out of control, and that trying to dominate events goes against the current of the Tao. Because he believes in himself, he doesn't try to convince others. Because he is content with himself, he doesn't need others' approval. Because he accepts himself, the whole world accepts him.
¿A cuánta gente han convencido en Internet últimamente?