From the moment I left Yale and started working for Goldman Sachs, I've felt uneasy interacting with those who don't.

It's not that I think less of Goldman outsiders than I did while I remained among you. It's just that I feel your envy, and know that nothing I can do or say will ever persuade you that I am no more than human.

Thus, like many of my colleagues, I have adopted a strategy of never leaving Goldman Sachs, apart from a few brief, spasmodic attempts to make what you outsiders call "love" or "the beast with two backs." Goldman recognizes how important it is for its people to replicate themselves. We bill no performance fees for the service.

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