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Nothing is uglier than the sight of a self-loathing person trying nonetheless to be friendly and amenable,
Those who struggle for excellence long to dwell in perfection—and nothingness is a form of perfection, is it not?
Nothing is odder or more awkward than a relationship between two people who know each other only by sight—who encounter each other daily, even hourly, and look at each other, but without a greeting, without a word, feeling forced by custom or their own notions to keep up the appearance of being indifferent strangers.
