I have thought about the symmetry of that a great deal.

My father used that company, and its money, to make people smaller — me, most of all.

It seemed to me the truest possible revenge, and the only one worth taking, to turn the same engine toward making people’s lives larger instead.

I did not want to punish my father by becoming rich on his ruin.

I wanted to answer the whole logic of his life — the logic that says value is a thing you hoard by diminishing others — by doing the exact opposite with the very instrument he had built.

He spent his life shrinking people to feel large.