In Search of the Unclouded Friendship

Let us talk of each other. Why should we wear this mask? Let us be confidential. Who knows, we might become friends. "You come too late” - He would answer- I am a dead man now. I have neither eyes nor ears, but I can hear the others talking and laughing, and you come quite close. I am mostly a cold, unkindly sort of man and people seem far away from me for no actor can come upon the stage with a worse grace. I have been a buffoon very fond of jokes: - a singular being -. This as if there were a circle around me, which kept everyone out, but you. This moment is the reward of my life. Anyway you had better be anywhere but here. Kind of a dream of musing.