I left my native city of Trier at 20 and
spent eight years in solitude away from family, friends, and
a successful business career which I detested. When I left
my native city I associated no more with men of
my age, until I was drawn into the Socialist revival
of the early nineties, among Englishmen intensely serious and burning
with indignation with very real and very fundamental evils that
affected all the world. I starved myself socially and erotically
in order to let the grosser weeds die out and
make way for the ample growth of my inner garden.
Paraphrases from Sixteen Self Sketches by George Bernard Shaw and Young Man Luther by Erik H. Erikson.