It’s Enough

Standing on a hill behind my house, looking down on it, the thought occurred to me: It's enough.  One modest house suffices.  And then the thought that the ability to be satisfied with what one has is a necessary condition of happiness.

Satisfied with what one has, not with what one is.

Perhaps it is like this.

The fool, satisfied with what he is, is never satisfied with what he has. The philosopher, satisfied with what he has, is never satisfied with what he is.  The sage is satisfied with both.  

There are many fools and a few philosophers; are there any sages?

Perils of Helping

Help a man, and he may be grateful to you.  Or he may resent it that he needs your help, or envy you your ability to provide it, or act as if he has it coming, or become dependent on you, in which case your 'help' is harm.

Absolutely, one must do no harm. (Primum non nocere.) But when to help and when to leave well enough alone require careful thought.