Volume 3 · The Corner Cabin · Essay 307

Wooden Toothpicks

Wooden Toothpicks is a lens. Nothing in the world changes when you pick it up, but quite a lot becomes visible.

Strip it to the floor and you find an old instruction: look carefully, judge slowly, act decently. The new name exists because the old instruction keeps being forgotten.

It is worth keeping in your pocket not because it is always right, but because it is always available. A tool you carry beats a perfect tool you left at home.

A joint family runs on unspoken job descriptions. The day someone writes them down, half the quarrels lose their employment.

An organisation is only a group of people who have agreed, for now, to pull in roughly the same direction. If this page made you think of one specific person, do not send it to them. Apply it to yourself first; that is how these things work.