The dichotomy. I face it every single day, especially these days. Weaker moments find me wanting to give in. Please them, the voice says. It wouldn't cost you much, you'd still be doing something you're really very good at.

Then I think about what the wise one said.

"Those are my principles. If you don't like them I have others."

Thank heavens for Groucho Marx. Thank heavens I have my sense of humour intact.