But these are dreadful enemies you carry within yourself-in time destructive as bullets.

Why? Why this unreasonable anger at the sight of others who are happy or content, this growing contempt for people and the desire to hurt them? All right, you think they're fools, you despise them because their morals, their happiness is the source of your frustration and resentment. The flaw? Explosive emotional reaction out of all proportion to the occasion. You are strong, but there is a flaw in your strength, and unless you learn to control it the flaw will prove stronger than your strength and defeat you.

You exist in a half-world suspended between two superstructures, one self-expression and the other self-destruction. “You are a man of extreme passion, a hungry man not quite sure where his appetite lies, a deeply frustrated man striving to project his individuality against a backdrop of rigid conformity.