Місяць і гріш

Chapter XLII

           Eachoneofusisaloneintheworld.Heisshutinatowerofbrass,andcancommunicatewithhisfellowsonlybysigns,andthesignshavenocommonvalue,sothattheirsenseisvagueanduncertain.Weseekpitifullytoconveytoothersthetreasuresofourheart,buttheyhavenotthepowertoacceptthem,andsowegolonely,sidebysidebutnottogether,unabletoknowourfellowsandunknownbythem.Wearelikepeoplelivinginacountrywhoselanguagetheyknowsolittlethat,withallmannerofbeautifulandprofoundthingstosay,theyarecondemnedtothebanalitiesoftheconversationmanual.Theirbrainisseethingwithideas,andtheycanonlytellyouthattheumbrellaofthegardener’sauntisinthehouse.

           ThefinalimpressionIreceivedwasofaprodigiousefforttoexpresssomestateofthesoul,andinthiseffort,Ifancied,mustbesoughttheexplanationofwhatsoutterlyperplexedme.ItwasevidentthatcoloursandformshadasignificanceforStricklandthatwaspeculiartohimself.Hewasunderanintolerablenecessitytoconveysomethingthathefelt,andhecreatedthemwiththatintentionalone.Hedidnothesitatetosimplifyortodistortifhecouldgetnearertothatunknownthinghesought.Factswerenothingtohim,forbeneaththemassofirrelevantincidentshelookedforsomethingsignificanttohimself.Itwasasthoughhehadbecomeawareofthesouloftheuniverseandwerecompelledtoexpressit

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