If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

We aren't pigs as you seem to think, but human beings. We create gods and struggle with them, and they bless us.

People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest.

Then came those years in which I was forced to recognize the existence of a drive within me that had to make itself small and hide from the world of light. The…