I hesitate to talk about myself. It has taken my beloved wife more than 40 years to instill in me the idea that egotism is a dangerous thing, and that even the appearance of this evil should be avoided. But here is the story of what I believe about myself, relative to the world I have lived and toiled in for more than half-a-century.
I shall confess at the start that I was born an idiot, like everyone else. But in the course of time, I developed a modicum of brains, so that I arrived at a new era of my life. I call this the “era of complete knowledge,” because during this time I was sure that I knew everything. The first awakening from this dream came from one of my teachers in college, who called me an “insolent, young puppy.”