What a Cat Knows
The judge, by the way, was the King; and as he wore his crown over the wig (look at the frontispiece if you want to see how he did it), he did not look at all comfortable, and it was certainly not becoming.
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A man’s worth is not measured by what he builds, but by who he becomes while building it. This is where I reflect on the quieter dimensions of a life well lived: taste, relationships, emotional depth, health, the discipline of being present. These are notes from a long apprenticeship. The kind that has no graduation, only practice.