Introduction of my Soul ( Critical Lines )

"I'm learning diligence and the end of entryways, the way the seasons travel every which way as I continue strolling on these streets, forward and backward, to wind up in new time zones, new arms with new expressions and new objectives. What's more, it damages to wind up, damages to get some answers concerning the neediness and crevices, the dowager and the leavers. It damages to acknowledge that it damages and it damages to figure out how simple it is for individuals to not require other individuals. Or, then again that it is so natural to require other individuals yet that you can never manufacture a home in somebody's arms since they will give up one day and you should assemble your own."

"In many books, the I, or first individual, is precluded; in this it will be held; that, in regard to conceit, is the primary distinction. We generally don't recollect that it is, all things considered, dependably the main individual that is talking. I ought not speak such a great amount about myself if there were any other individual whom I knew also. Tragically, I am restricted to this subject by the thinness of my experience. Additionally, I, on my side, expect of each essayist, first or last, a basic and true record of his own life, and not just what he has known about other men's lives; some such record as he would send to his related from a far off land; for in the event that he has lived genuinely, it more likely than not been in a removed land to me. Maybe these pages are all the more especially routed to poor understudies. With respect to whatever remains of my perusers, they will acknowledge such parts as apply to them. I assume that none will extend the creases in putting on the coat, for it might do great support of him whom it fits."