A friend of mine called me recently, she was furious because another friend of ours had called her names and insulted her. I told her to forget about it, she did not need to become petty. She then got mad at me and asked how I could be so calm about it all. I told her a story I had read in one of Paolo Coelho's books(I am pretty sure he would not mind me sharing it with you guys).
There was once a wise man who moved to the city of Akbar. No one took much notice of him, and his teachings were not taken up by the populace. After a time, he became the object of their mockery and their ironic comments.
One day, while he was walking down the main street in Akbar, a group of men and women began insulting him. Instead of pretending that he had not noticed, the wise man turned to them and blessed them.
One of them said:
"Are you deaf too? We call you the foulest of names and yet you respond with sweet words!"
"We can each of us only offer what we have", came the wise man's reply.