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It bore no resemblance to the one in Weimar. Above all, it was very small and had
only one window. The side of the writing desk abutted on the wall opposite the
window. Sitting and writing at it was the poet, in extreme old age. I was standing ...
I hesitated before taking wine. It was a half bottle of Cassis. A piece of ice was
floating in the glass. Yet it went excellently with my drug. I had chosen my seat on
account of the open window, through which I could look down on the dark square
colonnade or a window, threw into a relief by this colonnade, this window. Later I
noted as I looked down, "From century to century things grow more estranged."
Here I must observe in general: the solitude of such trances has its dark side.
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Reflections: Essays, Aphorisms, Autobiographical Writings
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