![]() ![]() Nobody grasped you by the shoulder while there was still time. You are not the dweller upon an errant planet and do not ask yourself questions to which there are no answers. You have chosen not to be perturbed by great problems, having trouble enough to forget your own fate as a man. ![]() You rolled yourself up into a ball in your genteel security, in routine, in the stifling conventions of provincial life, raising a modest rampart against the winds and the tides and the stars. You, like a termite, built your peace by blocking up with cement every chink and cranny through which the light might pierce. Old bureaucrat, my comrade, it is not you who are to blame. ![]() And suddenly I had a vision of the face of destiny. They talked about illness, money, shabby domestic cares. I heard them talking to one another in murmurs and whispers. Cigarettes punctuated the humble meditations of worn old clerks. ![]()
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