I heard this years and years ago. I looked for an original but found nothing. I think it more and more relevant every day.
A king went to visit a faraway country. On the journey, he met Death along the way.
Death told him, "I'm on my way to your kingdom with a plague."
The king accepted the proclamation and asked, "How many will you take?"
"Five hundred."
"So be it." The king sorrowed as he went on his way but knew he could change nothing. However, when he returned to his kingdom 5,000 were dead. He confronted Death and demanded, "You said you would only take 500."
"I did as I said," replied Death. "Fear took the rest."
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