“I know a planet where there is a certain red-faced gentleman. He has
never smelled a flower. He has never looked at a star. He has never
loved any one. He has never done anything in his life but add up
figures. And all day he says over and over, just like you: ‘I am busy
with matters of consequence! ’And that makes him swell up with pride.
But he is not a man—he is a mushroom!”
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