I don’t mean what other people mean when they speak of a home, because I don’t regard a home as a … well, as a place, a building … a house … of wood, bricks, stone. I think of a home as being a thing that two people have between them in which each can … well, nest.
Being disappointed is one thing and being discouraged is something else. I am disappointed but I am not discouraged.
Yes, I have tricks in my pocket, I have things up my sleeve. But I am the opposite of a stage magician. He gives you illusion that has the appearance of truth. I give you truth in the pleasant disguise of illusion.
What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?