Internal Questioning

A very intellectual man became imprisoned for thirty-five years. His cell was impossible to escape. It was here that he realized, that the root of any truly great conversation must begin from within.  If this truly were the case though, I wonder, upon release, what his future conversations would sound like.  Would he find himself enthralled by the voices and opinions of others?  Or would he find an utter boredom and simply disengage, returning to his familiar back and forth.