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From Strindberg's "To Damascus"

This excerpt is from the third part of the trilogy: CONFESSOR. I think you're entangling yourself in contradictions. STRANGER. I think so, too! For the whole of life consists of nothing but contradictions. The rich are the poor in spirit; the many little men hold the power, and the great only serve the little men. I've never met such proud people as the humble; I've never met an uneducated man who didn't believe himself in a position to criticize learning and to do the unpleasantest of deadly sins amongst the Saints: I mean self-complacency. In my youth I was a saint myself; but I've never been so worthless as I was then. The better I thought myself, the worse I became. CONFESSOR. Then what do you seek here? STRANGER. What I've told you already; but I'll add this: I'm seeking death without the need to die!