In those things toward which we exerted our best endeavors we succeeded.
We found water. We passed into a more fertile country where were grass and fruit. We found the trail to Babylon because the soul of a free man looks at life as a series of problems to be solved and solves them, while the soul of a slave whines, 'What can I do who am but a slave?
We are weary of being without gold in the midst of plenty. We wish to become men of means.