It was both—both and yet much more, it was the image of an angel and of Satan,
man and woman in one, human being and animal, the highest good and lowest evil.
It was my destiny, it seemed that I should experience this in my own life.
I longed for it and was afraid of it, I followed it in my dreams and took to flight before it;
but it was always there, was always standing over me.
The next spring I was to leave school and go to some university to study, where and what I knew not.
A small moustache grew on my lip, I was a grown man, and yet completely hopeless and aimless.
Only one thing was firm: the voice in me, the dream picture. I felt it my duty to follow this guidance blindly.
But it was difficult, and daily I was on the point of revolting.
Perhaps I was mad, I often used to think; perhaps I was not as other men?
But I could do everything the others did; with a little pains and industry I could read Plato,
I could solve a trigonometrical problem or work out a chemical analysis.
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