Inside My Glass Doors (Tuttle Classics)
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Originally published as Garusudo no Uchi in daily serialization in the Asahi newspaper in 1915, before appearing in book form, this is the first time Inside My Glass Doors has been published in English. It is a moving literary reminiscence, a collection of thirty-nine autobiographical essays penned a year before the author's death. Written in the genre of shohin (little items), the personal vignettes provide a kaleidoscopic view of Natsume Soseki's private world and shed light on his concerns as a novelist.
about himself. The master too must reveal himself to you. Both must do this, casting aside all the reticence of convention. "That is why, when I come to read what you have written, I may make some caustic remarks, but you must not bear me any grudge on that account. Their purpose will not be to offend you. In return, if it is you who are dissatisfied with something, do not spare me. Insofar as you understand my intentions I shall have no reason to be annoyed. "In brief, all this has no
me the book for twenty-five sen. How could I cool these two resentments at the same time? I remained silent for a moment with an expression of discomfort on my face. I am analyzing this psychological state at the age I am now while remembering what I was, a child; everything thus falls into place with comparative clarity, but at the time I did not understand the situation very well. Where I was concerned, I was hardly conscious of anything but the bitterness which I felt; as for Kiichan, he did
regarding myself as intelligent on that account and thus finding a haven of peace? I should thus risk misinterpreting other people. Furthermore, I should have to be prepared, from the outset to face the possibility of committing a frightful mistake. And the inevitable consequence of this attitude would be that sometimes I would have to be brazen enough to insult an innocent person, failing which the logic of my position would not hold up. If I have to decide on one or the other of these
that which exists between an adult and a child. It was particularly when he reprimanded me that I had this impression. He was a good-looking young man with a light complexion and a well-shaped nose. Yet his features and his expression both gave him a severe appearance that prevented him from being particularly approachable. When he was a student it was still in the days when some students were selected from the noble houses, and this seems to have led to an atmosphere which young men of the
"It is already eleven o'clock," I said. "Perhaps it is time for you to go home." She rose without taking umbrage. "It is late—I will see you part of the way home," I suggested. I went down with her as far as the hall. That evening was lit by a brilliant moon: there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the night was calm. Outside there was no tapping of shoes to be heard on the pavement. I followed her, my hands in my pockets and my head bare. "It was most kind of you to come with me as far