Book: Peter Camenzind

I was surprised to see that man differs from other phenomena of nature with his slippery, gelatinous sheath of lies that serves as a protection to him. I soon found the presence of this shell all my friends - the result of the fact that everyone feels the need to show him some personality, a certain clear-cut figure, although nobody knows their true essence. With a strange sense I found it in himself and for all abandoned their attempts to get to the core of the soul of a person. For most people, the shell was much more important than what she was hiding.