"Be not afraid of greatness; some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them." Which category do you think you fall into, if any?
Odessa raised an eyebrow, “A curious question, grey fellow. Kings and various monarchs are born into greatness, though some know not how to achieve it. I shun the notion of my bloodline denoting any sort of hereditary superiority. Greatness thrust upon me? Hardly; the hindrances to my greatness were and are great in number. The logical choice, is thus, that I achieve it. My legacy is not set in stone yet—only when I die shall I be free to say I have achieved greatness. I progress; nothing else.”—-A bitter laugh fell from Constanza’s lips, “None of them.” She offered the questioner a wan smile, “I’m nothing. No one. Just a wayfaring stranger carrying on through life.”