Excerpt from a Letter to Karl, June 6, 1965

...I have always known that war is our ultimate failure, but war is an addictive thing.  I became addicted, and now I am addicted to agitation.  I have no way of knowing how crazy I am, I doubt if the psychiatrists would know.  I made the fatal mistake of staying in combat too long, but of course I had no choice, had to stay.  What we know does hurt us, it is what I know that made me the way I am.  I am not complaining, I am only working to promote knowledge and understanding.  I would not hurt the hair on anybody's head except in defense of my own life..."

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