And it occurred to me that people didn't really enjoy getting hurt, and that maybe the reason that we weren't flying yet is that we were still attached to that false idea that we would fly the way birds do, or butterflies.
Y se me ocurrió que a nadie le gusta lastimarse, y que quizá aún no nos lanzamos a volar porque seguimos aferrados a la falsa idea de que deberíamos volar como las aves o como las mariposas.