num_pages: 20
description: My dear accept this dedication; it is given over as it were blindfolded but therefore undisturbed by any consideration in sincerity. Who you are I know not; where you are I know not; what your name is I know not. Yet you are my hope my joy my pride and my unknown honor.It comforts me that the right occasion is now there for you; which I have honestly intended during my labor and in my labor. For if it were possible that reading what I write became worldly custom or even to give oneself out as having read it in the hope of thereby winning something in the world that then would not be the right occasion since on the contrary misunderstanding would have triumphed and it would have also deceived me if I had not striven to prevent such a thing from happening.
language: None
title: Crowd is Untruth
publisher: None