If it were not for the fact that I have suffered from the disease of Writer's Fingers since I was a boy, it is certain that I would never have troubled to obtrude my private moods upon the public gaze. What? You have never heard of this disease? I beg your pardon! Permit me to explain.
-- Notebooks Category 12: Reflections > Chapter 6: The Profane and The Profound > # 12