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and a perpetual din; he was nauseated by the meanness of the faces, the silliness of the remarks, the imbecile smugness oozing out on their sweaty foreheads! However, the consciousness of being worth more than these men alleviated the ordeal of watching them.

p 68 Burlingame Trans - Sentimental Education. Flaubert (Signet Classic.)

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He examined the cracks between the paving stones, the sprouts of the gutters, the lampposts, the numbers above the doors. The most unimportant objects became his companions, or rather ironic spectators; and the regular facades of the houses seemed to him pitiless. His cold feet were hurting with despair. The reverberation of his steps jarred his brain.

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Outdoors, the patter was less involuted, very much simplified. She enjoyed being in the streets - unguarded smiles from strange, the permitted frown of someone walking alone, lovers' looks, as though they had solved something, and the unsolitary air with which the old or the wretched seemed to carry sorrow made her

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feel people that at least knew each other, if they did not yet know her, if she did not yet know them.

p 60 The Death of the Heart. Elizabeth Bowen. Vintage paper. 1938.

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