I am aggressive. Why is one aggressive? Otherwise the world destroys me, treads on my toe, pushes me aside and I am a nobody. I don’t mind being a nobody; I’ll give my seat to you if you want it. But push it a little further – I have property and you want it – and the trouble begins. Or I have an idea that I’m clinging to, my belief, my dogma, and you come along and say, ‘What stupid nonsense that is,’ and I am immediately aggressive; I build a barrier. So if I could look at everything totally – totally, not just fragmentarily – then aggressiveness has no place at all.