Hoffer the personalist

Katie van Schaijik | Jun 12, 2012

From a 1961 journal entry.  

Hoffer had been musing on the man he had worked with that day on the docks:

As I said, the man looked extremely delicate—almost ethereal.  He was late for work because he got the order wrong.  I am working with him tomorrow and shall try to find out something about him.

And then this:

During the day it occurred to me that if it were true that all my life I have had but a single train of thought then it must be the problem of the uniqueness of man.