The books we need are the kind that act upon us like a misfortune, that make us suffer like the death of a person we love more than ourselves, that make us feel as though we were on the verge of suicide, or lost in a forest remote from all human habitation – a book should serve as an ax for the frozen sea within us.

The point of asking yourself Who am I? repeatedly is not to discover who, what and where you are, but who, what and where you’re not. I’ve never heard of self-inquiry being effective, but I can’t see why, used in conjunction with Spiritual Autolysis, it wouldn’t be. 

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