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192 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1923
“Well, good-bye now…” As she wiped the meagre tears from her swarthy, flabby cheeks, she added: “We shan’t see each other ever again. You’re a rolling stone and now you’re going a long way away, and I’ll soon be dead…”
It often struck me that my own inarticulate thoughts found proper expression in the words of those students and I felt great enthusiasm for these people, just like a prisoner promised his freedom.
And they looked on me like carpenters examining a piece of wood which could be fashioned into something rather out of the ordinary.
Life around me became more and more empty. Student disturbances began – I could not understand their meaning and their motives were not clear. All I could see was a cheerful turmoil in which I could discern no systematic struggle and I thought I would have endured even torture in return for the happy opportunity of studying in a university.