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Nothing Is More Sterile Or Lamentable Than The Man Content To Live Within Himself.

I Think We Communicate Only Too Well, In Our Silence, In What Is Unsaid, And That What Takes Place Is A Continual Evasion, Desperate Rearguard Attempts To Keep Ourselves To Ourselves. Communication Is Too Alarming. To Enter Into Someone Else's Life Is Too Frightening. To Disclose To Others The Poverty Within Us Is Too Fearsome A Possibility.

I'll Tell You What I Really Think About Politicians. The Other Night I Watched Some Politicians On Television Talking About Vietnam. I Wanted Very Much To Burst Through The Screen With A Flame Thrower And Burn Their Eyes Out And Their Balls Off And Then Inquire From Them How They Would Assess The Action From A Political Point Of View.

There Are No Hard Distinctions Between What Is Real And What Is Unreal, Nor Between What Is True And What Is False. A Thing Is Not Necessarily Either True Or False; It Can Be Both True And False.

I Also Found Being Called Sir Rather Silly.