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Jane Wolfe Diary Entry circa September 1924
One of my reactions to him [Norman Mudd] is his lack of trust in the most trivial matters, such as typing, etc. He will not permit one to be in any way responsible for one's acts. For this reason he will always find flaws. Again and again he tells one to do things which are quite obvious and in the manner of conveying instructions of the weightiest import.
I am inclined to think O.P.V.'s [Norman Mudd] "rhetoric"—his excessive use of words, a Freudian protection: he lacks masculine emotional stamina, he is sensitive about his small stature, the pocketed sex nature, and says "By my intellect I prove my manhood, and I fling it in your face!"—Going to excess to prove his substance. Again, it may be due solely to his feminine nature!
O.P.V. is so fine in many ways, yet there is in him a hard, impervious side. This hardness owns everything and everybody, it knows not privacy, it is selfish and grasping, and invades any precinct when and where it will. It lacks any sensibility, and what enters as a "brave boy" comes out forth as a maiden, but the same brave boy.
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