There was one line that really grabbed my attention throughout this story. "But a man has no more to do with the style of architecture of his house than a tortoise with that of its shell..." Although some may think the author is talking about a house, I think this is a metaphor for genetics. A person can't design themselves physically, at least they couldn't back then. I suppose now there is plastic surgery, and that can change the "architecture" of one's body, and there is always the healthy eating at exercising that can determine width of a body. The author also tells his story of how he built his house with his own hands. He found it a very valuable experience, and believes that by doing things yourself you learn more about the world than spending years at an institution. The entire piece was very philisophical, which made it challenging to try to figure out what he meant.
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