Something mysterious is formed, born in the silent void. Waiting alone and unmoving, it is at once still and yet in constant motion. It is the source of all programs. I do not know its name, so I will call it the Tao of Programming.
If the Tao is great, then the operating system is great. If the operating system is great, then the compiler is great. If the compiler is great, then the application is great. The user is pleased and their is harmony in the world.
The Tao of Programming flows far away and returns on the wind of morning.
The assembler gave birth to the compiler. Now their are ten thousand languages.
Each language has its purpose, however humble. Each language expresses the Yin and Yang of software. Each language has its place within the Tao.
But do not program in COBOL if you can avoid it.
Programmers that do not comprehend the Tao are always running out of time and space for there programs. Programmers that comprehend the Tao always have enough time and space to accomplish their goals. How could it be otherwise?
If it were not for laughter, there would be no Tao.
The highest sounds are hardest to hear. Going forward is a way to retreat. Great talent shows itself late in life. Even a perfect program still has bugs.
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