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.
Themost dramatic conflicts are perhaps, those that take place not between menbut between a man and himselfwhere the arena of conflict is a solitary mind.
Reasonand emotion are not antagonists. What seems like a struggle between twoopposing ideas or values, one of which, automatic and unconscious, manifestsitself in the form of a feeling.
