|
The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: incredibly stupid energetic people who seem sent by Heaven to create
disasters. His energy to the first glance seemed so wonderfully
like capacity! But he had no imagination, no invention, only a stupid,
vast, driving force of will, and a mad faith in his stupid idiot
'luck' to pull him through. I remember how we stood out upon
the headland watching the squadron circling far away, and how
I weighed the full meaning of the sight, seeing clearly the way
things must go. And then even it was not too late. I might have
gone back, I think, and saved the world. The people of the north
would follow me, I knew, granted only that in one thing I respected
their moral standards. The east and south would trust me as they would
|
