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to myself I never knew what?

objects are things that should not move, because they are not alive. There it is, it puts them in place, you live in the midst of them: they are useful, nothing more. And to me, move me, is unbearable. I'm afraid to come into contact with them just as if they were living beasts.

[...] when I held that pebble. It was a sort of sweetish sickness. What was unpleasant! It came from the pebble, I am sure, passed by the pebble in my hands. That's right, that's right, a kind of nausea in my hands.

Sartre, Nausea