We should all do this: Turn outward what we carry deep inside and pour it out on our brothers. All withholding is bad.
These words, from Ernst Robert Curtius’ introduction to Miguel de Unamuno’s The Tragic Sense of Life, motivated me this morning to get out of bed on a cold, cloudy and depressing day. Curtius continues:
Men are crustaceans. Each lives in his shell, in his solitude. The task of the writer must be to break through the shell of his fellows, to disturb their slumber, to awaken them.
