66: Philosophy

To confess my innocence would be pointless. I have been a pedant; even saying so I commit that sin. I have acted as though I were better than others; but I was pretending—like a quiet man shouting to open the doors to examine the lives others might otherwise have left unexamined, and to bring out something useful, but could I succeed? No one can think for others. I have said that those who give advice plead for their own prejudices; this was my prejudice; I wanted others to think for themselves, but, in the end, someone needs to write it down.

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