'Know me!' cried Markheim. 'Who
can do so? My life is but a travesty and slander on myself. I have lived to
belie my nature. All men do; all men are better than this disguise that grows
about and stifles them. You see each dragged away by life, like one whom bravos
have seized and muffled in a cloak. If they had their own control – if you
could see their faces, they would be altogether different, they would shine out
for heroes and saints! I am worse than most; myself is more overlaid; my excuse
is known to me and God. But, had I the time, I could disclose myself' - Robert Louis Stevenson, Markheim
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