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我们生来孤独,活着孤独,死去孤独。尽管有那些浪漫杂志的渲染,终有一天我们会回顾一生,发现尽管有人相伴,我们始终孤独。
Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunderstorm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year.
The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.
细节不是细节。它们构成了设计。