The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.
We think too small. Like the frog at the bottom of the well. He thinks the sky is only as big as the top of the well. If he surfaced, he would have an entirely different view.
There is something monstrous in commands couched in invented and unfamiliar language, an alien master is the worst of all. The language of the law must not be foreign to the ears of those who are to obey it.
