It does not matter what you are, who you are, as long as the paper is perfect. We are coming to mechanical perfection. Worldly, earthly perfection is what we seek after. Five hundred years ago (this shows how gradually the world has changed) a Hindustani poet wrote, "Those days have passed when there was a value attached to man's personality." And that is so. It has been going downwards for some centuries. It seems that man has no trust, no faith in another man. What he trusts is the written word.