A degree of physical deformity is a true blessing for every writer. Always preferable to a moral deformity, almost inevitable. I think of the portraits of hazards.
My appointment with the Head of 15:00 has been moved to 18.00 (because I do not count for anything, despite my ability). In fact, even count for nothing is a real blessing. Should be to turn our lives, like a Copernican revolution that would make for all, the desirable "count for nothing." Instead it's all a scramble on the contrary.
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