In Times Which Seem Like Self-Psychotherapy He Says To Himself:Oh, Vienna

Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 45

Why wouldn’t I write, rather than talking

You often spoke of my over enthusiasm, of my impatience to move on; but I could not do nothing, I don’t know if anyone can do nothing. If situations are not good then they need to change; if you do no more than wait for change, well you might find yourself waiting forever. You forced change; I waited for you to change that decision, my waiting was wasteful…