Purposive action, or in other words goals. Will is everything. The rage over a lost penny. You can get just as mad at inanimate objects when they frustrate your will as at other people. Even your fantasies can fail to shape themselves to your desire, you depend on imagination which has its own rules. But the social world is such a complex inter-relation of opposed wills, of deceptive signalling and oblique strategies designed to avoid as much as possible the naked confrontation of incompatible desires and intentions. You model others and make trade-offs so as to be spared from having to confront bare power and when this fails, as it often enough does, you find that there is no progression in life other than in dissimulation and self-deception, apart from which you are still a furious child.