A Paragraph From Niels Lyhne by J.P. Jacobsen


At present I am unable to write much. But here's an interesting paragraph I came across in Niels Lyhne (1967) by J.P. Jacobsen:


When I sit here and mope and don't do anything and can't do anything, 
then I actually feel the time slipping away from me. Hours and weeks and 
months rush past with nothing in them, and I can’t nail them to the spot 
with a piece of work...I want to get hold of it with something achieved. 
When I paint a picture, the time I use for it remains mine forever; it isn't 
lost, even though it's past. (181)




Alright then,
Jane

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