We're all in the dark. We try to find out, but can you imagine anything more ludicrous than one person's opinion of another person? One goes along thinking one knows; but one really doesn't know

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“Nobody sees any one as he is, let alone an elderly lady sitting opposite a stra…”

“The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiatedfaces, this way and tha…”

“She felt... how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one…”