But men labor under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon plowed into the soil for compost. ... It is a fool's life, as they will find when they get to the end of it, if not before.
K, but have you read his journals, though? He basically just lived in his parent's basement, mooched off his brother, and spent his days walking as far as the nearest pond to observe the battling insects, divining from their actions great and immutable truths....sort of like a 19th century version of Jeff Who Lives at Home.