The Greater the Evil, The Greater the Glory!

A Razor once said to a sword, "How is it that men always speak of you with respect, while they hardly make any mention of me?" "Because," said the sword, "you skim over the surface, while I go deeper." "Just so," said the razor, "and thereby do them more harm than ever I can." "You are quite right, "said the strop, who was of course an ally of the razor; "men always call those great that do them the largest amount of harm."