When his neighbor came to console him the farmer
said: “Who knows what’s good or bad?”
When his horse returned the next
day with a herd of horses following her, the foolish neighbor came to
congratulate him on his good fortune. “Who knows what’s good or bad?”
said the farmer.
Then, when the farmer’s son broke his leg trying to
ride one of the new horses, the foolish neighbor came to console him
again. “Who knows what’s good or bad?” said the wise farmer.
When the
army passed through, conscripting men for war, they passed over the
farmer’s son because of his broken leg.
When the foolish man came to
congratulate the farmer that his son would be spared, again the wise
farmer said: “Who knows what’s good or bad?”
(From: "Progressive Buddhism")
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