Going Postal :: On Freedom and the need of filing boxes which are not so flimsy

"In his Thoughts, which I have always considered fare badly in translation, Bouffant says that intervening in order to prevent a murder is curtail the freedom of the murderer and yet that freedom, by definition, is natural and universal, without condition." said Vetinari. "You may recall his famous dictum:'If any man is not free, then I too am a small pie made of chicken', which has led to a considerable amount of debate. Thus we might consider, for example, that taking a bottle from a man killing himself with drink is a charitable, nay, praiseworthy act, and yet freedom is curtailed once more. Mr. Gilt has studied his Bouffant but, I fear, failed to understand it. Freedom may be mankind's natural state, but so is sitting in a tree eating your dinner while it is still wriggling. On the other hand, Freidegger, in Modal Contextities, claims that all freedom is limited, artificial and therefore illusory, a shared hallucination at best. No sane mortal is truly free, because true freedom is so terrible that only the mad or the divine can face it with open eyes. It overwhelms the soul, very much like the state he elsewhere describes as Vonallesvollkommenunverstandlichdasdaskeit. What position would you take here, Drumknott?'
"I've always thought, my lord, that what the world really needs are filing boxes which are not so flimsy," said Drumknott, after a moment's pause.
"Hmm," said Lord Vetinari. "A point to think about, certainly."
Terry Pratchett, Going Postal (p.78)