The question I asked Georges has now become a general one - You who thought you were superfluous who thought there was no place for you in society not only are you not superfluous you are needed and so those who were beggars become givers.
Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things.
I want fame more than I can tell. But more than I want fame I want happiness.
On a soap happiness never lasts for very long!