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THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER-4
Once when he was bunching the most illustrious kings and conquerors and poets and prophets and pirates and beggars together—just a brick-pile—I was shamed into putting in a word for man, and asked him why he made so much difference between men and himself. He had to struggle with that a moment; he didn't seem to understand how I could ask such a strange question. Then he said: “ The difference between man and me? The difference between a mortal and an immortal? between a cloud and a spirit?” He picked up a wood-louse that was creeping along a piece of bark: “What is the difference between Caesar and this?” I said, “One cannot compare things which by their nature and by the interval between them are not comparable.” “ You have answered your own question,” he said. “I will expand it. Ma
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