‘And beyond you? Not-you. Realm of voices and realm of death. To which do I belong? Like a circle in an infinite space, in infinite blackness, you change shape, open and close, let me in and out.’
Everyone carries a room about inside him. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one's ears and listens, say in the night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall.