judge who talks about his past when he resisted the law, thought he could reshape it. then his resignation to its power. now his affirmation of its goodness.
lawyer who could interpret the law anyway he wished and persuade everyone else it must be right, or at least they cannot say why it's wrong. then the meaning of the law grew hard and obdurate over the years. it wouldn't budge. it grew thicker and stronger as he became weaker, paler, skin of his neck hanging, hair receding.
student who is not sure whether she can learn the law, but really wants to understand. and she wants to help others understand. first the law intrigued her, beckoning her into its mysterious coiffures. then the indifference and cruelty of the law frightened her, and she cowered in fear. soon, however, she could look it in the eye again, and she looked hard. she stared, inspected, questioned, prodded, examined, doubted, interrogated the law, and she learned much in her investigation. finally she understood. there was no law. it had never been there at all.
