29.1.18

"Every sort of contradiction can be found in me, depending upon some twist or attribute: timid, insolent; chaste, lecherous; talkative, taciturn; tough, sickly; clever, dull; drooding, affable; lying, truthful; learned, ignorant; generous, miserly and then prodigal. I can see something of all that in myself, depending on how I gyrate; and anyone who studies himself attentively finds in himself and in this very judgment this whirring about and this discordancy. There is nothing I can say about myself as a whole, simply and completely, without intermingling and admixture."

1.1.18

"I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again?"