Son: "Father, this celebration is ridiculous. Brother has squandered everything you've given him. He comes back now after so many years with his tail tucked, and you act like he did nothing wrong?"

Father couldn't find the heart to tell it to him.

Son: "You're going to hand the family business to him, are you?"

Father is glad he doesn't have to say it.

Son: "The business is what it is today because of me, father. Brother will only run it to the ground."

Father: "And I'm grateful for it, son. You running it all these years was exactly how I intended it. It could only grow to the level it is because you were running it, and your brother wasn't around to ruin it for you, which he surely would. God knows many of my friends made that mistake."

Son: "So why are you handing the business to him?"

Father: "Son, this business has a finite lifetime. It has run long enough doing what it is supposed to do under your watch. It is time for the business to do with it wants to do. Your brother has the imagination for that, something that years of toil has robbed from you and me."

It's still hardly making sense for the son.

Father: "I was worried that I've lost this child for good. Now that he comes back, I'm celebrating more for both of us than for him."

Father: "Son, we need this child in order to enjoy the fruits of our labor. Without him, we are really just grinding without end. Not every family has this privilege. We only get to pass the business over now because of your hard work all these time."

Father continues: "Now it's not him I'm worried about. It's your ability to unlearn what made you so good that concerns me."

Son: "How do I unlearn anything?"

Father: "Have some epistemic humility. Not everything you hold to be true will stay true forever. Qualities that bought you this far may not bring your further."

"Can't pour into a full cup, son."