“We die to each other daily.
What we know of other people is
only our memory of the moments
during which we knew them.
And they have changed since then.
To pretend that they and we are the same is a
useful and convenient social convention
which must sometimes be broken.
We must also remember that at every
meeting we are meeting a stranger.”
~ T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party
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