God was walking around the world, the old Mexican story goes, along the road to Saragossa. He met an old lady, and asked "Where are you going?"
"To Saragossa, God willing." she said.
"Go well!" God said. He met a priest, and asked "Where are you going?"
"To Saragossa, God willing." he said.
"Go well!" God said. He met an old man, and asked "Where are you going?"
"To Saragossa." the old man said.
God turned the old man into a frog and threw him into a nearby puddle and left him there for a day and a night to think about things. Then he turned him back into his former shape. The old man started walking again. "Where are you going?" God asked.
"To Saragossa." the old man said. "Or, back into that puddle."
Words to live by.
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