A man's memory is bound to be a distortion of his past in accordance with his present interests, and the most faithful autobiography is likely to mirror less what a man was than what he has become.
Housework is a breeze.
Cooking is a pleasant diversion. Putting up a retaining wall is a lark. But teaching is like climbing a mountain. Show me a character whose life arouses my curiosity, and my flesh begins crawling with suspense. A passion for politics stems usually from an insatiable need, either for power, or for friendship and adulation, or a combination of both.