ˈɪnɚ ˈɪnə ɪnˈtɪɹiɚ ɪnˈtɪəɹiːə ɪnˈtɜː.nəl ɪnˈtɝ.nl̩ located inward Beethoven's manuscript looks like a bloody record of a tremendous inner battle she thinks she has no soul, no interior life, but the truth is that she has no access to it an internal sense of rightousness