their beauty is like the beauty of plants, seemingly untroubled by vanity, anxiety or effort. - Christopher Isherwood

George feels that, even if all this double talk hasn't brought them any closer to understanding each other, the not-understanding, the readiness to remain at cross-purposes, is in itself a kind of intimacy.

Waking up begins with am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognized I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now.

...I have had an unpleasant feeling, such as one has in a dream, that I myself do not exist.