3514. A perfectly adaptable instrument
Nothing is practical,Nothing is practicable,
Unless and until you become
A perfectly adaptable instrument.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 36, Agni Press, 1982
Nothing is practicable,
Unless and until you become
A perfectly adaptable instrument.
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