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A man's real life is that accorded to him in the thoughts of other men by reason of respect or natural love.
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Joseph Conrad
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It is when we try to grapple with another man's intimate need that we perceive how incomprehensible, wavering, and misty are the beings that share with us the sight of the stars and the warmth of the sun.
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Joseph Conrad
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We have no higher life that is really apart from other people. It is by imagining them that our personality is built up; to be without the power of imagining them is to be a low-grade idiot.
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Charles Horton Cooley
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If one had to worry about one's actions in respect of other people's ideas, one might as well be buried alive in an antheap or married to an ambitious violinist. Whether that man is the prime minister, modifying his opinions to catch votes, or a bourgeois in terror lest some harmless act should be misunderstood and outrage some petty convention, that man is an inferior man and I do not want to have anything to do with him any more than I want to eat canned salmon.
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Aleister Crowley
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What we know of other people's only our memory of the moments during which we knew them.
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T. S. Eliot
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Other men are lenses through which we read our own minds. Each man seeks those of different quality from his own, and such as are good of their kind; that is, he seeks other men, and the rest.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
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And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world.
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Anne Frank
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The time comes when each one of us has to give up as illusions the expectations which, in his youth, he pinned upon his fellow-men, and when he may learn how much difficulty and pain has been added to his life by their ill-will.
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Sigmund Freud
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Any man who does not see everything in terms of self, that is to say who wants to be something in respect of other men, to do good to them or simply give them something to do, is unhappy, disconsolate, and accursed.
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Edmond and Jules De Goncourt
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The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
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Ernest Hemingway
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We demand that people should be true to the pictures we have of them, no matter how repulsive those pictures may be: we prefer the true portrait in all its homogeneity, to one with a detail added which refuses to fit in.
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Pamela Hansford Johnson
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One can no longer live with people: it is too hideous and nauseating. Owners and owned, they are like the two sides of a ghastly disease.
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D. H. Lawrence
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I am convinced we do not only love ourselves in others but hate ourselves in others too.
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Georg C. Lichtenberg
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Men often treat others worse than they treat themselves, but they rarely treat anyone better. It is the height of folly to expect consideration and decency from a person who mistreats himself.
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Thomas Szasz
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You know about a person who deeply interests you more than you can be told. A look, a gesture, an act, which to everybody else is insignificant tells you more about that one than words can.
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Henry David Thoreau
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I wonder if we are all wrong about each other, if we are just composing unwritten novels about the people we meet?
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Rebecca West
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It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
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Oscar Wilde
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Each had his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart; and his friends could only read the title, James Spalding, or Charles Budgeon, and the passengers going the opposite way could read nothing at all -- save ''a man with a red moustache,'' ''a young man in gray smoking a pipe.''
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Virginia Woolf
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The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.
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Virginia Woolf
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