If I begin to imagine now, and suddenly before my eyes comes the solid reality of what I’m imagining, who is going to tell me it isn’t real? Else, but to me it’s real, I saw it. Well then I will go all out and sell everything I have to prove it to the world. If I had interest in business — my father did that: every morning after breakfast he would sit down in what we call the Berbice chair, and put his feet out on the arms of a chair — it’s a chair made in the West Indies — and there he would simply, with his eyes partly shut, he would see the day as he wanted it to be. He would carry on mental conversations with many he had to meet that day from his premises, and brought them to his conclusion, and that’s how he worked. And my brother Victor did the same thing. It doesn’t matter what things look like in the world. You see that he wants to see it, and things come up, and now they’ve made millions — but millions in a little tiny place like Barbados. Put him here, he will be the Xerox setup, because he has a vivid imagination and he knows how to use it.882 ¶34