Mr. Gurdjieff came from an age where a search like his
was possible, and critical. Where a man could make a
heroic journey to the self. He was of an exotic type to
western eyes. Mr. Ouspensky on first meeting him,
felt embarrassed, because he knew this man was out
of place wearing a bowler hat in a cafe in Russia.
He knew he had been somewhere, and experienced
something very special.
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