Ken Wells's Articles In Philosophy
March 17, 2004 by Ken Wells
An elderly hermit lived on a mountain only a few miles from a great city. He had lived there all his life, spending his days in a cave where he kept enough to eat and a place to sleep. When the weather was warm, he would sit outside his cave and say hello to the hikers who climbed the difficult paths to the top. He was well-known in the area, and many people gave him food and stopped to talk. They always came away feeling differently about themselves; his mild eyes and his piercing stare w...