It is the atmosphere of contemplation which I provide. And of course I see what I see.
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     Look at a written word, say ‘read’. It isn't just a scribble it's ‘read’. I should like to say it has no definite physiognomy. But what is it that I really am saying about it?! What's this statement, straightened out?! It falls I am || one is tempted to explain, into a mould of my mind language prepared for it. But as I can't see any such mould; this simile must mean that my experience is one of putting something into a mould when I don't see the mould but just feel it.