In Poland a man must be one thing: white or black, here or there, with us or against us -- clearly, openly, without hesitations. . . . We lack the liberal, democratic tradition rich in all its gradations. We have instead the tradition of struggle: the extreme situation, the final gesture.
I prefer my hesitations, my false paths, my stammering, to a preconceived idea.
Don't expect ambiguities, hesitations or palace intrigues from me.