The fact that he purposely dropped the key (on the morning of January fourth) proves that he wanted me to read his diary.  Really, he needn’t have bothered to tempt me.  On January fourth I said:  “I shall never read it. I haven’t the faintest desire to penetrate his psychology, beyond the limits I’ve set for myself. I don’t like to let others know what is in my own mind, and I don’t care to pry into theirs.” But that wasn’t true – except when I said: “I don’t like to let others know what is in my own mind.” Soon after our marriage I got into the habit of glancing over his secret notebooks. Of course I’d “known about his diary for a long time.” It’s nonsense to say “I’d never dream of touching it.”

– The Key, Junichiro Tanizaki

 

*William Hazlitt (1778-1830)

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