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.