It was as if formerly there had been nothing between us, or as if each of us reckoned that the other had forgotten the affair.
It even happened once or twice when we were together that we met Frank Kromer in the street, but we exchanged no look, neither did we speak of him.
But what has that got to do with will-power?” I asked.
You said there was no such thing as free will. And then you said one only had to concentrate one’s will on something to be able to attain one’s ends.
That doesn’t agree! If I am not master of my will, then I can’t direct it here or there as I wish.”
“A good question!” he said, laughing. “You should always ask questions, you must always doubt.
But the explanation is very simple. If a moth for instance wants to concentrate his will-power on a star or something like that, he can’t do it.
Only—he doesn’t try. He seeks only what has sense and value for him, satisfies his needs, he gets what he absolutely must have.
And it is just there that the unbelievable succeeds—he develops a marvelous sixth sense, that no other animal besides him has!
People in our position have more elbow-room, certainly, and more interests than an animal.
But even we are confined to a comparatively small space, beyond which we cannot go.
To be sure, I can imagine this or that, or make myself believe that I absolutely want to get to the North Pole or somewhere,
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