No one single instant of it was unendurable. Here was a second right here: he endured it. .. What’s unendurable is what his own head could make of it all. What his head could report to him, looking over and over and ahead and reporting. But he could choose not to listen; he could treat hi head like G. Day or R. Lenz: clueless noise.
True heroism is you, alone, in a designated work space. True heroism is minutes, hours, weeks, year upon year of the quiet, precise, judicious exercise of probity and care - with no one there to see or cheer. This is the world.
The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day.