Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
--Oscar Wilde, De Profundis, 1905
Monday, March 29, 2004
How is it that our memory is good enough to retain the least triviality that happens to us, and yet not good enough to recollect how often we have told it to the same person?
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