Lipton’s Journal/January 27, 1955/317

What I distrust of course is that I’m looking for short-cuts, for magic. Undisciplined, lazy, half convinced of my talent, half doubting it, I feel even in my greatest enthusiasm that this journal may be no more than a game I play with myself to have the illusion that I can do it all alone, that I don’t have to follow the rules, that my limitations can be dispelled because I postulate a good old H force.