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We are like a dog leashed to a moving cart. The direction of the cart will determine where we go. Depending on the length of the leash, we also have a fair amount of room to explore and determine the pace, but ultimately what each of us must choose is whether we will go willingly or be painfully dragged. Which will it be?
Cheerful acceptance? Or ignorant refusal? In the end, they amount to the same.
Ryan Holiday (The Daily Stoic)
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