The famous English classical writer Rudyard Kipling tells the following story.
Once upon a time when the gods were so new that they had no names, they were envious of man. Man was still so new that the clay form which he had been made was still wet and damp. But even man claimed that he was a good of some kind.
Once upon a time when the gods were so new that they had no names, they were envious of man. Man was still so new that the clay form which he had been made was still wet and damp. But even man claimed that he was a good of some kind.