Evil often comes to a man with money; tyranny comes surely to him without it. I say this, who am Maturing Bouchard, a homeless wanderer upon the earth's far roads. I speak as one who has known hunger and feast, poverty and riches, the glory of the sword and the humility of the defenseless. Hunger inspires no talent, and carried too far, it deadens the faculties and destroys initiative...

The Walking Drum