how perfectly fitting

i came across this passage a few days ago. i think it's beautiful and articulates a goal that all of us as humans reach for.

I must learn to love the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. It alone protects me against that utterly self-controlledmasterful tyrant whom i also harbor and who would rob me of human aliveness, humility, and dignity but for my fool.

it comes from Love Me, Love My Fool: Thoughts From A Psychoanalyst's Notebook by Theodore Isaac Rubin.