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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from De Profundis by Oscar Wilde: what I am that I have found comfort of any kind. Now I am advised
by others to try on my release to forget that I have ever been in a
prison at all. I know that would be equally fatal. It would mean
that I would always be haunted by an intolerable sense of disgrace,
and that those things that are meant for me as much as for anybody
else - the beauty of the sun and moon, the pageant of the seasons,
the music of daybreak and the silence of great nights, the rain
falling through the leaves, or the dew creeping over the grass and
making it silver - would all be tainted for me, and lose their
healing power, and their power of communicating joy. To regret
one's own experiences is to arrest one's own development. To deny
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