She said that each one in the world br has a special talent: what we’re better at, br than anybody else… so, it’s a glorious gift, br - a glorious duty - to know, acknowledge, this; br br but what happens, so she said, br is that we know this, and deny it; br but then if pressed somehow, we make br a condition for ourself: ‘well, only if…’ br and this – the devil in the detail – is a way br to lock our talent in; to keep the world without… br br I said to her, an instance? and she said, br this man, he had a gift: to be always br in the rightest place, and at the rightest time; br but when this was revealed to him, he said, br OK but only if I can give up my job.. br but it was his job, she said, enabled him br to manifest that talent… br br you may not forget this poem; br this was a lady I shall not forget.