"Well, it is perhaps not without good reason that we are called fools."
"It is not so easy to work with the brain," the old devil said.
"You will not give me anything to eat because my hands have not the appearance of being toil-hardened, but you must understand that it is much harder to do brain-work, and sometimes the head feels like bursting with the effort it is forced to make."
"Then why do you not select some light work that you can perform with your hands?" Ivan asked.
The devil said: "I torment myself with brain-work because I have pity for you fools, for, if I did not torture myself, people like you would remain fools for all eternity. I have exercised my brain a great deal during my life, and now I am able to teach you."
Ivan was greatly surprised and said: "Very well; teach us, so that when our hands are tired we can use our heads to replace them."
