let it be nasty; here I will let you have a nastier flourish in a minute. . . .” You do not understand even now, gentlemen? No, it seems our development and our consciousness must go further to understand all the intricacies of this pleasure. You laugh? Delighted. My jests, gentlemen, are of course in bad taste, jerky, involved, lacking self-confidence. But of course that is because I do not respect myself. Can a man of perception respect himself at all?
What is a man of perception? The man who sees things at face value or deeper?
