YOU can give a fool a thousand intellects, but the only one he will want is yours, say an Arabic proverb.
When we start planting the garden of our life, we glance to one side and notice our neighbor is there, spying.
He, himself is incapable of growing anything, but he likes to give advice on when to sow actions, when to fertilize thoughts,
and when to water achievements.
If we listen to what this neighbor is saying, we will end up working for him, and the garden of life will be our neighbors idea.
We will end up forgetting about the earth we culivated with so much sweat and fertilized with so many blessings. We will
forget that each centimeter of earth has its mysteries that only the patient hand of the gardener can decipher.
We will no longer pay attention to the sun, the rain and the seasons; we will concentrate only on that head peering
at us over the hedge.
The fool who loves giving advice on our garden never tends his own plants at all.
From the book; Like A Flowing River by Paulo Coehlo