May be

There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for
many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his
neighbors came to visit. "Such bad luck," they said sympathetically.
"May be," the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned,
bringing with it three other wild horses. "How wonderful," the neighbors
exclaimed. "May be," replied the old man. The following day, his son
tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg.
The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune. "May
be," answered the farmer. The day after, military officials came to the
village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son's leg was
broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on
how well things had turned out. "May be," said the farmer.