“From time to time, she wrote down a sentence in a letter to her husband. But it wasn’t really a letter. Just a series of questions…
No, it wasn’t a letter, it was silly, useless chatter, and not even true at that. She wasn’t safe at all. Never in the last ghastly months had she felt herself in such danger as in this quiet room. She knew she would have to change here, she wouldn’t be able to escape herself. And she was afraid of who she might turn into.”
–Every Man Dies Alone by Hans Fallada
Just some more perspective on the truth in solitude.
This book centers around a couple who civilly disobey the German authorities during WWII. This passage is about a lonely Jewish woman forced to hide out in her neighbor’s guest bedroom. She is scared to be so alone.