However much I wanted to pillage the earth, I knew very well I could never do it in the guise of a buccaneer armed to the teeth. Long before, I had rejected the technique of Napoleon. It were wiser to win my ends by seeming to deserve them. I tell them solely because they throw some light on the nature of stuttering and the meaning of stuttering to one who suffers from it. Also, these characteristics belonged to myself as a stutterer far more than to myself as a man.
Men live largely to show the world how important they are.
Because that is true, the kind and gracious man is the acme of wisdom. In everyday life, I have said, I was very lonely. In Utopia, I was never lonely. I was surrounded by admiring friends. In Utopia, there was a beautiful house, a home of great happiness, of connubial bliss.