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We cannot consent to be judged by someone who has suffered less than ourselves. And since each of us regards himself as an unrecognized Job . . .
If disgust for the world conferred sanctity of itself, I fail to see how I could avoid canonization.
Write books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.
X, whom I do not particularly appreciate, was telling a story so stupid that I wakened with a start: those we don’t like rarely shine in our dreams.