There's a constant drip and trickle of life that goes into one's awareness really and consciousness of things.
Freedom, morality, and the human dignity of the individual consists precisely in this; that he does good not because he is forced to do so, but because he freely conceives it, wants it, and loves it.
I read the Odyssey because it was the story of a man who returned home after being absent for more than twenty years and was recognized only by his dog.

