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“He said his life would have been perfect had he not been related to so many different people. ‘Relations bring down the unfortunate man and I’m afraid I’m one of them,’ so he said on more than one occasion.”
“But I saw him plenty of times with assorted relations and he seemed perfectly normal, if not happy.”
“He learned that the slightest untoward expression brought on questions or talk of some kind so he practiced skills that would forever say he was normal, if not happy.”
“Well no one has a right to perfection so he shouldn’t have worried about it.”
“Oh you know, it was the philosophical bent in him always looking for perfection and seeing it at times and then dropping the question as an impossible task and then driven upward towards it for some reason and then back down into the moil of human relations.”
“Any man who has claimed perfection had critics from the very start. What? His perfection against their criticisms? And if others don’t view you as perfect aren’t in a tight spot?”
“He should start with a stick first.”
“I would choose a rock but different strokes…”
“Then he has to get it into a perfect vacuum.”
“That would take technical skills he doesn’t have.”
“Well, you see our dreams are always defeated by reality.”
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