On a certain island, there lived a Master. He was well known; many sailed far to study with him.
Some asked, “Master, can you teach me the arts of the map, and the helm?” And he replied, “No, for I am a master only of men, and not of machines.”
On a certain island, there lived a Master. He was well known; many sailed far to study with him.
Some asked, “Master, can you teach me the arts of the map, and the helm?” And he replied, “No, for I am a master only of men, and not of machines.”
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pages of a book
