It is given to few to shape themselves, as I have done, as we have, as you have done, young man, and, in that moment of choice -lingering deliciously among the crayons; what eyes shall I have, what mouth . . exists a perfect freedom. But, once the choice is made, I am condemned, therefore, to be “Buffo” in perpetuity. Buffo for ever; long live Buffo the Great! Who will live on as long as some child somewhere remembers him as a wonder, a marvel, a monster, a thing that, had he not been invented, should have been, to teach little children the truth about the filthy ways of the filthy world.