The Warden of a Penitentiary was one
day putting locks on the doors of all the cells when
a mechanic said to him:
“Those locks can all be opened
from the inside — you are very imprudent.”
The Warden did not look up from his work, but said:
“If that is called imprudence,
I wonder what would be called a thoughtful provision
against the vicissitudes of fortune.”
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