It came, he believed, from the accretion of his years, from the density of accident and circumstance, and from what he had come to understand of them. The question brought with it a sadness, but it was a general sadness which (he thought) had little to do with himself or with his particular fate he was not even sure that the question sprang from the most immediate and obvious causes, from what his own life had become. It was a question, he suspected, that came to all men at one time or another he wondered if it came to them with such impersonal force as it came to him. He found himself wondering if his life were worth the living if it had ever been. “He had come to that moment in his age when there occurred to him, with increasing intensity, a question of such overwhelming simplicity that he had no means to face it.
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