There is no understanding of him in them, as there is none of them in him. Or, it may be a black man who has no understanding of what the white man's problem is now, how he is trying to correct the mistakes of the past, but is moving slowly. Or, it may be a white man who has absolutely no understanding of what it is that is going on in the black man and what it is that makes him feel the way he does. So each withdraws from the other. They never come together.
Fright is mixed with scorn.
They try to love in many cases, they really try. It draws, but it never drives. Love in power is the love that knows how to wait. Or, you look around and you see the old order changing, changing more rapidly than at any other time in our existence. Old manners have been dropped and new ones are being born.