The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.
I’mwillin’ for any solution — religious, political. I’m not going to keepofferin’ to negotiate so much because they turn us down each time. Itindicates a weakness on our part.
Given afair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high,not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whateverterms are offered us? No.
