The Silent Flute
I wish neither to possess,
Nor to be possessed.
I no longer covet paradise,
More important, I no longer fear hell.
The medicine for my suffering
I had within me from the very beginning,
But I did not take it.
My ailment came from within myself,
But I did not observe it
Until this moment.
Now I see that I will never find the light
Unless, like the candle, I am my own fuel,
Peace and war sing the same song, just in different keys. Live your dreams; there is no time for anything else.
—Bruce Lee, “The Silent Flute”