In 1789 when the Bastille, the castle-like prison in Paris, was about to be destroyed, a long-term inmate was brought out. He had lived in his gloomy cell for a good many years. Sadly, instead of welcoming his liberty the man begged to be taken back into his hole. Unaccustomed to the sunlight, he had only one desire: to die in the murky dungeon which had held him captive for so long. No, not everybody wants to be in the light.
