"What are you doing, Larry?"

"Studying, dad."

"You call this studying? What are those?"

"Books..."

"Books? Books?"

"Dad, I don't understand..."

"You come from a proud line of hedgehogs! What would your grandfather say?"

"Good job?"

"Bad job! Your poor grandfather is rolling over in a fox's stomach, Larry. A fox's stomach!"

"A fox ate grandpa?"

"Yes! And now you're becoming a fox yourself!"

"A fox?..."

"We are hedgehogs, Larry! We don't study multiple subjects! We study one! We become masters of one! It's foxes who try to learn a little bit of everything! You are not a fox, Larry!"

"Dad, you're not making any sense..."

"I am not making any sense? YOU ARE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE! Give me these books, Larry. And those. Here, keep this one. Study it. Learn it. Become the master of it. Become a true hedgehog!"

"An Essay on Tolstoy's View of History by Isaiah Berlin? I don't understand, dad..."