Every man who takes the breathe of life, has conflict written for him. A boy makes his conflict about power and the school yard his battlefield he will be a bully, yet mere meters away another man makes war against ignorance and the classroom his front line, he emerges the teacher. It is the great separator of men, not race, nor class but what he fights for and where he stages it.
Knowledge is such a thing that it doesn’t impoverish he who imparts it, rather in dispensing it, he enriches himself.
He who makes war upon man, will leave only a trail of bodies. He who makes war upon the minds of man however leaves a trail of students and disciples.