There comes a moment when a man grows tired of himself, and finally yields inwardly to the interests of others. He does it consciously and not in a manner of defeat. It is an act which springs from the deep realization within him of the arbitrary nature of his own personal interests. He looks upon a thousand of his desires as tedious and vain, channeled from a narrow and cold corridor that brings hardly anything but selfish gain. All the while, and without him ever genuinely knowing, this hoard of shallow wants and false needs have weighed him down and near suffocated his buoyant spirit. With this self-sacrifice, this conscious letting go of all that is unnecessary, he begins to breathe back in his light-hearted self.