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.

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Paraphrases from Sixteen Self Sketches by George Bernard Shaw and Young Man Luther by Erik H. Erikson.

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