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.
Whenpeople say women can’t be trusted because they cycle every month, myresponse is that men cycle every day, so they should only be allowed tonegotiate peace treaties in the evening.
The mostdramatic conflicts are perhaps, those that take place not between men butbetween a man and himself where the arena of conflict is a solitary mind.
