This is what the great choice comes down to—the great conflict between first-hand experience and tradition, between spontaneity and decorum, between compassion and obligation. Other life forms have no part in this. It’s strictly a human affair.
The sapling doesn’t look to its elders for approval. It just grows toward the light.
The bee feels its hunger and finds its honey. It doesn’t embark out of any sense of duty.
When I speak of these things, distrustful minds, against all intention of getting involved, blurt out but we have to live in the real world. More