Lipton’s Journal/December 17, 1954/49
When Susie speaks of “war”, she means strife. And strife is something a child understands very well, for a child is a human whose soul is being pinched, and so a child is always forced to enter the world of plans and manipulations where perhaps it may be able to save a piece here and a dent there of its soul, occasionally by strife, occasionally guile, and often by silence. So, “exile, silence, and cunning” were the tools of a genius who kept the child in him alive.
