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,
Consuming myself.

~ Bruce Lee from, http://thehiddenlighthouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/spare_8026.html

Cord’s closing speech from The Silent Flute.

(hat tip: Martial Artist of Life by J Little.)

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