As a modest public figure, I have met with so many hundreds of people in the course of time that I was prevented from entering into too personal a view of friendship. Destiny forces me to move and travel constantly, so that the opportunity to take roots is not permitted and the dreamlike character of these contacts begins to intrude itself. I could not help gaining some of the detachment which an exiled and wandering life can give to a person. But this said, I still am human enough to have some feeling about these matters even though I do not allow any feeling to sweep me away and indeed cannot if I am to be true to the philosophic path.
-- Notebooks Category 12: Reflections > Chapter 6: The Profane and The Profound > # 106