It flourishes in the shade like the Helmet-Flower.... But the sun in this Western Hemisphere of ours is devilish hot. It’s gradually killing off our local tyrants slowly, almost imperceptibly but inexorably, killing ’em off.... Of course, there are plenty still alive tyrants of every degree born to the business of tyranny and making a success at it."
I get you.... In this country the main thing is that there is some light. A single ray, however feeble, and even coming from one fixed angle only, means aspiration, life...." He lighted a cigar. "As you know," he remarked, "there is a flower called Aconitum. It is also known by the ominous names of Monks-Hood and Helmet-Flower. Direct sunlight kills it. It flourishes only in shadow.