|2007-02-19 06:18 (UTC)
I've managed NOT to post a message a couple of times now. I suspect it was the cosmos telling me to shut up; thus, I will try a different, somewhat shorter, tack (and make sure I post BEFORE closing the window).
Joseph Sheppard, a well-respected anthropologist, tells this story from his experience with a small population in Sub-Saharan Africa with which he lived for many months: The elders allowed him to listen to their consultation (with the help of an interpreter at first). They spoke almost exclusively in simple proverbs, sometimes repeating the same proverb emphasizing a different word. Rarely did they expound or add their own opinion.
With that preamble --
You can't go home again.
The only constant is change.
Bloom where you're planted.
Be grateful for what you've got.
Home is where the heart is.
Fewness of word; abundance of deeds.