Creative in their cruelty but lazy in their ambitions, petty men turn to pity to drown out broken dreams. Poor drink, this thing called pity. It invites a jealous root when taken all alone, that is without bread or supper, you know, the milk of human kindness... May petty and jealous men have their heart's desire, that is what they really need, so when they go to Suffer, they don't take us too...
