Hopelessly Agitated In His Soul

“Seeing him there made Affenlight terribly sad. Not only because Owen hadn’t come but because he looked so satisfied and self-contained as he leaned and smoked  and thought his thoughts, as needless of help or company as some gentle animal feeding in the wild. It made Affenlight feel not only superfluous but also, by comparison with such wholeness and serenity, hopelessly agitated in his soul. He needed Owen, but Owen — being himself whole, or never farther than one well-rolled joint from whole — would never need him.
–Chad Harbach, The Art of Fielding, p. 276

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