Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
∆ Ursula K. Le Guin
Robert Doisneau on photography: A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there—even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds, snatched from eternity.
It is said that the best horses lose when they compete with slower ones, and win against better rivals. Under compensation from the absence of a stressor, inverse hormesis, absence of challenge, degrades the best of the best. In Baudelaire's poem, The albatross' giant wings prevent him from walking - many do better in Calculus 103 than Calculus 101.