"This flood of convergences, publishing itself in the guise of the commonplace. No longer is the latter an accepted generality, suitable and dull no longer is it deceptively obvious, exploiting common sense-it is, rather, all that is relentlessly and endlessly reiterated by these encounters. On every side the idea is being relayed. When you awaken an observation, a certainty, a hope, they are already struggling somewhere, elsewhere, in another form.
Repetition, moreover, is an acknowledged form of conscious ness both here and elsewhere. Relentlessly resuming something you have already said. Consenting to an infinitesimal momentum, an addition perhaps unnoticed that stubbornly persists in your knowledge.
The difficulty: to keep this growing pile of common places from ending up as dispirited grumbling-may art provide! The probability: that you come to the bottom of all confluences to mark more strongly your inspirations."