Youth and Egolatry by Pío Baroja
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I found that I had lost what little liking I had for it. As I had no friends in Valencia, I never left the house; I had nowhere to go. I passed my days stretched out on the roof, or, else, in reading. After debating long what I should do, and realizing fully that there was no one obvious plan to pursue, I determined to finish my course, committing the required subjects mechanically. After adopting this plan, I never failed once. When I came up for graduation, the professors made an effort to put some obstacles in my way, which, however, were not sufficient to detain me. Admitted as a physician, I decided next to study for the doctor's degree at Madrid. My former fellow-students, when they saw that now I was doing nicely, all exclaimed: "How you have changed! Now you pass your examinations." "Passing examinations, you know, is a combination, like a gambling game," I told them. "I have found a combination." X |
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