Claudio Magris, author of the wondrous book that is Microcosms, writing this in an essay for AlmostIsland
Our identity is our way of looking at things. If I were asked to speak about myself, I would instinctively begin to speak about other people – my parents, my wife, my sons, people I love, friends of both sexes, teachers, landscapes, perhaps even animals – but certainly not about myself. I would relate stories of what has happened to others, but which are in some way integrated with my own. And through the way I spoke about other things and other people, one could perhaps understand something of my ability or inability to love, my courage, my fears, my obsessions, my beliefs, my disillusionments.