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…this suffering from insomnia and this morning misery seems to me not just a sickness but also a sin, why I am ashamed of it and yet feel that it must be this way, that I dare not lie away these things or forget them, nor dare I “cure” them by material means, for I need them as incentive and constantly renewed spur to my real life and its task.
— Excerpt from A Guest at the Spa, from Autobiographical Writings by Hermann Hesse
