What have I accomplished except to make myself a target for my enemies? All I've done is show people who hate me exactly where to hurt me. Look at those who praise your speaking skills, who want your money, who try to win your favor, or who boast about your power. All of these people either are your enemies already, or they might as well be. The number of people who envy you equals the number who admire you. Why don't I look for something good that I can actually use and enjoy, instead of something I can just show off? These things that people stare at in amazement, that draw crowds, that leave people pointing and speechless with wonder — they look brilliant on the outside. But inside, they make their owners miserable.