Some of them hated the mathematics that drove them, and some were afraid, and some worshiped the mathematics because it provided a refuge from thought and from feeling. And all of them were caught in something larger than themselves.
“Some of the owner men were kind because they hated what they had to do, and some of them were angry because they hated to be cruel, and some of them were cold because they had long ago found that one could not be an owner unless one were cold. Isn't that strange? A father to want his son condemned to greatness! What selfishness that must be.” And somewhere in me I want him to say yes. He's suffering over the choosing right now. I'm glad I chose mediocrity, but how am I to say what reward might have come with the other? None of my children will be great either, except perhaps Tom. On one side you have warmth and companionship and sweet understanding, and on the other - cold, lonely greatness. I believe when you come to that responsibility the hugeness and you are alone to make your choice.
'That would be like saying there is a little bigness. 'I'd think there are degrees of greatness,' Adam said. But it's nice for a mediocre man to know that greatness must be the loneliest state in the world.' There you have the difference between greatness and mediocrity. When the Lord God did not call my name, I might have called his name - but I did not. 'I could never quite take the responsibility. “It's because I haven't courage,' said Samuel.
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