Thetorment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause,is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangledmind’ leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.
The most exquisite paradox… as soon as you give itall up, you can have it all. As long as you want power, you can't have it.The minute you don't want power, you'll have more than you ever dreamedpossible.
Conflictis the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. Itinstigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplikepassivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
