But your character in fiction is different.

He must be always brave, or always generous, or always niggardly.

He must be consistent, and consistency is not life." "But inconsistency is life, and you are, therefore, not dead," McGlenn replied.

"If inconsistency were a jewel," he added, "you would be a cluster of brilliants.

As it is, you are an intellectual fault-finder and a physical hypochondriac." "And you are an intellectual cartoon and a physical mistake." "I won't talk to you.