To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.
To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.
“It’s very strange,” said Mr. Dick… “that I never can get that quite right; I never make that perfectly clear.”
Never be so brief as to become obscure.
Man is ready to die for an idea, provided that idea is not quite clear to him.
