|All that is nothing new; I have never resisted these harmless emotions; far from it. You must be just a little bit lonely in order to feel them, just lonely enough to get rid of plausibility at the proper time. But I remained close to people, on the surface of solitude, quite resolved to take refuge in their midst in case of emergency. Up to now I was an amateur at heart.
Fog weighed on the windows like a heavy curtain of grey velvet.
Jean-Paul Sartre. (2013) Nausea. New Directions.