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“He is crying. He says to himself, let George Cavendish not come by and see me, and write it down and make it into a play. He swears softly: in many languages: at life, at himself for giving way to its demands.”

The way this is side-splittingly funny (knowing the context of the play) and so completely heartbreaking and human all at once 😮‍💨🤌