Lipton’s Journal/January 31, 1955/345

From Project Mailer

Half-way stations. I was the romantic sent out to discover realism—which is Naked. But once the realist, I had to become the realist going out to understand the romantic which is my present state. So, like a boomerang which we hold with both hands we throw ourselves forward, and when we land the boomerang is now us and we the boomerang.