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...some sort of hold on his identity. 'No, I don't like work', he confesses '- no man does - but I like what is in the work, - the chance to find yourself. Your own reality - for yourself, not for others-what no other man can ever know' (p. 85). Yet even in this reduced form the ideal of service...

...sake — "No man does," he says. His reasons are, rather, psychological and even metaphysical: "I like what is in the work, — the chance to find yourself. Your own reality — for yourself" (85). It is as a part of this search for his own reality that Marlow's battle to repair the steamboat...

...and think of all the fine things that can be done. I don't like work — no man does — but I like what is in the work — the chance to find yourself....over the mud. You see I rather chummed with the few mechanics there were in that station, whom the other pilgrims naturally despised — on account of...