Hank swirled his drink again and
looked over at me. “Do you know the first thing they say to bright guys like
you who come to this City and try to disturb things—expecting to take over
without learning how to fit in and kiss the appropriate asses? Do you know what they say, Tom?”
I looked at Hank. “Okay, I’ll bite.”
Hank leaned back in his chair. “The
first thing they say is that you must learn to appreciate the art of drowning without making waves.”
I’d never heard the expression before
but I caught Hank’s drift right away and let out a chuckle. Hank gave a shriek that must have carried over to the
next building.
--from THE VIEW FROM WALDEN PARK.
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