February 2012
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It’s most probable that everything I have ever written has already been written by somebody before me. Everything that I will ever say has been said by somebody else too (and the books I’ve read have been loved by other people and my thoughts have been thought before by other people and my ideas are probably only fragments of the ideas of other people) and I can’t describe to you...
I know I have no reason to be unhappy but that doesn’t change anything.
