human
He waved a hand toward the city. ’Come, my friend, let us sleep’ said he ’We have earned our rest—and that is something not always won from life. But beware of over-confidence, and never plan. It is by straining to see the future that men exhaust themselves for present usefulness. It is by daring to make plans that men bring down on their heads the wrath of heaven. We are the instruments of the gods; through us, they put their own plans in operation. The only failure in life is not to hear when the gods command. In this case, however, there could have been no question; the design was too apparent. From the first, I was sure and happy. There were constantly too many propitious signs’
gpt
They say the man is mad I whispered, nodding across the room
human
Pendleton pointed him out to me in Wellington Street this morning
gpt
Yes, mad, or inspired, or something very wonderful. Who is competent to judge? But I haven’t seen him up this way for a long while. Another expedition must be on foot in search of the Uncharted Isle
human
What’s that? You know him, then?
gpt
Perhaps I am the only man in the East who does know him, in the proper sense of the word. Every one else listens, laughs, and passes on. But I believe. Yes, in spite of ridicule and life’s disaster, I continue to believe ... well, not so much in the fact itself, as in the man. By Jove, he’s faithful—and that, you must admit, is marvel enough. And his madness isn’t entirely impossible; it can be explained. Yet it strikes the world as being funny—and that’s his crowning misfortune. A man in search of a lost and apparently non-existent island can’t help being a little ridiculous, I suppose, until he becomes a thundering bore. For no one else, of course, is looking for such a thing, or wants to find one. We keep safely within the charted area.... But let me tell you the story, and you can form your own opinion. Don’t attract his attention; he won’t notice us here in the shadow