#taking my words back on gide ... although i'm still not sorry for the things i've said about the immoralist

[hautaaja]

"Oh, shameful? There's no more shame in it than allowing oneself to be sounded. I need to know everything and particularly what is most carefully hidden. I must bring Boris to make a complete confession; until I can do that, I shall not be able to cure him." "You suspect then that he has a confession to make? Are you quite sure - forgive me - that you won't yourself suggest what you want him to confess?" ... "And how do you know he doesn't invent?" "And even if he did invent!... All the inventions of a diseased imagination reveal something."

from The Counterfeiters by André Gide