You went out with a girl at first because the sheer sight of her made you weak in the knees. You fell in love and were desperate not to let her get away. And yet the more you thought about her, the less you knew who she was. The hope was that love transcended all differences. That was the hope.

Their openness would probably be career suicide in the atmosphere of Byzantine court-eunuch intrigue that is public life in the United States today.

So he went down, smiling sceptically and mutter the final word in human wisdom: 'Perhaps!

If you don&#39;t cast well, you can be in real trouble.

Written By John Frankenheimer

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