Läser i Mark Twains stora självbiografi – som enligt författarens önskan inte publicerats förrän 100 år efter hans död:

”What wee little part of a person’s life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his brain, and is known to none than himself. All day long, and every day, the mill of his brain is grinding, and his thoughts, (which are but mute articuilations of his feelings,) not those other things, are his history. […] Every day would make a whole book of eighty thousand words – three hundred and sixty-five books a year. Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of the man – the biography of the man himself cannot be written.”