I feel as if I were a piece in a game of chess, when my opponent says of it: That piece cannot be moved.At the present time my existence is like that of a piece on the chess board, of which the opponent says : that piece cannot move – like a deserted spectator, for my time is not yet come.[Jeg lever i denne Tid omtrent som en Brik i Schakspil maa være tilmode, naar Modspilleren siger: den Brik kan ikke røres – som en ørkesløs Tilskuer, da min Tid endnu ikke er kommen.]

Source:The Journals (May 21, 1839)
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