The house late at night is peaceful. Quiet is where I am most myself, myself insofar as I can say what I am. When things are busy and noisy, I am something other than what I am. I am always something ultimately unknown to itself, seeking to know itself, always doubting its reality. I am envious of those who know themselves and are in no doubt. There mus…
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