Sometimes a sentence can only be understood if it is read at the right tempo. My sentences are all supposed to be read slowly.
I really want my copious punctuation marks to slow down the speed of reading. Because I should like to be read slowly. (As I myself read.)
In philosophy the race goes to the one who can run slowest—the one who crosses the finish line last.
There is a chess puzzle called a helpmate where black assists white in arriving at mate of black, so the best black player would be the one that could best lead to his own demise.
It sort of responds to the OP, but not exactly, but it was the first thing I thought of.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Helpmate#:~:text=A%20helpmate%20is%20a%20type,White's%20nth%20move%20checkmating%20Black.
The other type of helpmate would the husband who helps with the dishes, but that's a survival skill of sorts. — Hanover
Hope. It is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength and your greatest weakness. — The Architect (The Matrix)
Haste makes waste. — Proverb
Speed thrills but kills. — Traffic Sign
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