So the story goes that there was an amateur photographer who would every year bring his crop of new pictures to an old man who was a master. Every year the master would go through the pictures and sort them out into “good” and “not good” piles. Funnily, the amateur would keep bringing back an old picture which invariably ended up in the “not good” pile.
Finally exasperated, he challenged the master, “Every year I bring this picture to you. Why do you keep putting it in the not-good pile?”
The master said, “Because the picture is no good.”
The amateur replies, “But it has to be good. I had to climb a very high mountain and endure bitter cold for five days to take that picture!”