Diaries, 1910-1923 | 
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#QuotsyApr21 Day 13: #Relief
Truly a master of the inner thought going to strange places.
My job is unbearable to me because it conflicts with my only desire and my only calling, which is literature. Since I am nothing but literature and can and want to be nothing else, my job will never take possession of me, it may, however, shatter me completely, and this is by no means a remote possibility.
People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as 'nauseatingly miserable beyond repair'.
April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.
"...and those who insist on quiet are the best." A perfect text for vacation reading at a hideaway lodge. Also, so many people with books here. ❤️
