Two typographers are released from prison, witnessing daylight for the first time in years. One looks down at the ground, seeing dirt, trash, and ruin. He thinks "I won't miss this worthless world- how could my life walking on this earth ever be enjoyable?" The other looks at the sky, seeing the sun and clouds and birds, and thinks "I am looking forward to living a full life, lucky for this beauty around me."
It's one of those "it's-all-how-you-look-at-it" things.
The first typographer looked down and saw the earth:
The second typographer looked up and saw the sky:
From here.
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