It's Hard To Spend Years

I Began As A Boy With Artistic Talent... As A Visual Artist... I Thought That Was What I'd Become And In My Late Teens Drifted Into Reading Serious Literature.

We Are Not Buried In History, But Surrounded By It. You Can't Avoid Our Behavior Being Shaped By It, To A Considerable Degree. We Have This Fantasy That We Are Free Of History. This Allows Us Not To See The Circumstances, The Historical Circumstances Of Other People.

When An Old Man And A Young Man Work Together, It Can Make An Ugly Sight Or A Pretty One, Depending On Who's In Charge. If The Young Man's In Charge Or Won't Let The Old Man Take Over, The Young Man's Brute Strength Becomes Destructive And Inefficient, And The Old Man's Intelligence, Out Of Frustration, Grows Cruel And Inefficient. Sometimes The Old Man Forgets That He Is Old And Tries To Compete With The Young Man's Strength, And Then It's A Sad Sight. Or The Young Man Forgets That He Is Young And Argues With The Old Man About How To Do The Work, And That's A Sad Sight, Too.

There Is A Wonderful Intelligence To The Unconscious. It’s Always Smarter Than We Are.

One Hates A Person For The Same Reason One Loves Him