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216 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1925
"Strange, when I was alive I was sure that I lived a life of thought. I really didn't notice my body much, I was engrossed in scientific work. And only now, having lost my body, I sense what I have lost. Now, as never in my entire life, I think about the scent of flowers, aromatic hay somewhere in a forest, about long walks, the sound of the surf... I haven't lost my senses of smell, sight, and so on, but I am cut off from the multiplicity of the world of sensation. The smell of hay is good in a field, when it's connected to a thousand other sensations-the smell of the forest, the beauty of the fading sunset, the songs of forest birds. Artificial scents would not be able to replace the natural ones for me. The scent of rose perfume instead of the real thing? That would be just as unsatisfying as the smell of pate without pate to a hungry man."