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  • Once it happened, as I lay awake at night, that I suddenly spoke in verses, in verses so beautiful and strange that I did not venture to think of writing them down, and then in the morning they vanished; and yet they lay hidden within me like the hard kernel within an old brittle husk.

    Hermann Hesse (2013). “Steppenwolf: A Novel”, p.30, Macmillan