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pride, it would have been logical to punish me
for it, but as my avoidance of them sprang from
a desire to purify myself and to deepen my
spiritual life in self-communion, I do not
understand the ways of Providence, for I am a man
of such pliable character, that out of pure sociability
and fear of being ungrateful, I accommodate
myself to my surroundings whatever they
are. But after I had been banished so long
from society, through my misfortune and the
shame of my poverty, I was glad to find a shelter
for the long winter evenings, although the
lubricous conversation annoyed me.
Now that the existence of the invisible Hand,
which guides me over rough paths, has become
a certainty to me, I no longer feel solitary, and
keep a careful watch over my words and actions,
although, it must be confessed, I am not always
successful. But whenever I slip, I am at once
arrested and punished with such punctuality and
exactness, that I have no doubts left regarding
the interposition of a judicial power. The
Unknown has become for me a personal
acquaintance with whom I speak, whom I thank, whom
I consult. Very often I compare Him in my
mind with the “demon” of Socrates, and the
consciousness that the unknown powers are on
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