Whenever you can try to
get along with your fellow man. Some of them are like cockroaches and snakes
that crawl quietly along at your feet. Others are like beasts and savages that
let you know they are there; teeth bared, ears pinned back, ready to charge.
The rest of the story is that everybody is not going to like you, love you,
want to take you away and marry you. That’s not happening. You can’t let this
upset your apple cart and a lot of good apples can go to waste. Not all people
are at or even seem to want to be at peace. Do what you need to do and do no
more. Don’t put their weight on your shoulders. Ride the storm out and return
your majestic silver sailing ship to peaceful waters.
