Once, I was pointed at. My version of a theory was put away without sufficient proof. I was told I was wrong. My sole defence:
I am wrong does not mean I am wrong. It implies you do not see what I see. It means you are not seeing everything there is to be seen. I'm wrong doesn't necessarily mean I'm wrong. I am just incapable of putting the scrambled bits of truth together, to give the already found measure a new definition. There's nothing wrong with me. To prove that, I will get off the bench.
The next day, I gave the subject a deeper thought. I arrived at the conclusion that I have not done a mistake in making a mistake, in living upto being a human. Wouldn't I grow by listening to the mistake? I then realised I have earned two kinds of wisdom. One is the knowledge from experience which will make no difference to the existing world. The other is the same experience with which I can change the world. To do that, I shall get off the bench.
A second ago, I realised I am no wiser than the others around me. Did this very thought make me better?
To verify, I need to get off the bench.