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 1       1, VI    |       inside me, and they were outside, and they could not by any
 2       3, VI    |      because she found my soul outside its own door, dwelling on
 3       4, X     | surrounded by beautiful things outside thee and outside itself.
 4       4, X     |        things outside thee and outside itself. For lovely things
 5       4, XV    |       own errors I was hurried outside myself, and by the weight
 6       6, I     |     slippery way, seeking thee outside myself and thus not finding
 7       6, I(177)|       correspond to no reality outside the mind.~
 8       7, VI    |     even a monastery at Milan, outside the city’s walls, full of
 9       8, IV    |      the good things I saw now outside me, nor were they to be
10       9, VIII  |        does not contain? Is it outside and not in itself? How can
11       9, VIII  |        them as when I saw them outside me. But when I saw them
12       9, VIII  |        me. But when I saw them outside me, I did not take them
13       9, IX    |       image and left the thing outside. It is not as though a sound
14       9, IX    |      while it did so no longer outside. Nor is it the same as an
15      11, XXVII |      sudden decision, produced outside himself and at a certain