One morning death entered the city, and the sentry asked him:
-What are you going to do here?
“I’m going to take a hundred people with me.” - answered death.
The sentry exclaimed:
- This is terrible.
- This is life and my work. - said death.
The sentry hastened to warn everyone he could meet in the city about the death plans. Nevertheless, a thousand people died that day.
Evening came, death returned, and the sentry asked her:
“You told me that you were only going to take a hundred people.” Why did a whole thousand die?
Death replied:
- I keep my word. I only took a hundred with me. Fear and anxiety took over the rest..!
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru