“I can discuss politics coldly and analytically with strangers. That was not possible with my sisters. We ended each session panting and spent with rage. On no point was there any compromise. No quarter was asked or given…It was bitter and it was endless. ‘You talk like a communist.’ ‘Well, you sound suspiciously like Genghis Khan.’ It was awful. A stranger hearing us would have called the police to prevent bloodshed. And I don’t think we were the only ones.”
– Travels with Charley, 151-52
