Caesar reflected over his life, which was considered remarkable by some, as if he hadn't done anything of any real importance. In actuality, Caesar had done great things. He rose through the government almost as quickly as they allowed, and he conquered many parts of Europe for Rome. Yet, he did not feel satisfied because he was not yet king, or had not been king. He pondered over the fact that Alexander was king and he was not, whereas he had done so many great things for his people, and yet was still not king, and still did not have complete and total rule. Caesar knew that he had acheived so much, and should have been pleased with what he had accomplished, but he was not, and this was also something that upset him. Why should he feel so unfufilled, even after he had done all of those monumental things? The only thing left for him to do was to become king, and he could not do that. That would have been an impossibility. Caesar tried to reach for the unattainable, and, because he knew what he was reaching for was a dream that he would never be able to realize, he was sorry. And feeling sorry for himself was a weakness, especially when he knew he didn't truly have anything to be sorry for, so, while reading Alexander the Great, he realized that the only remarkable thing for him to do was become king, because it was a truly unattainable goal.