i have always been embarrassed to admit that, so far, i have lived like this. “as long i don’t aim, i won’t miss,” so said this zen master. this master, too, talked about growing up in his hometown where there were two brothers of divergent characters—one eloquent, the other, foolish and silent. as the master recalled, the foolish one seemed to have all the time in the world, while the clever, eloquent one was always “depleting his life.”