Lost Time Is Like A

I Had The Feeling . . . That My Experience Was Very Different From Other People’s. (are We All Under This Illusion?)

I Sometimes Think That Perhaps Our Minds Are Too Weak To Grasp Joy Or Sorrow Except In Small Things...in The Big Things Joy And Sorrow Are Just Alike - Overwhelming. At Least, We Only Get Them Bit By Bit, In Tiny Flashes - In Waves - That Our Minds Can't Stand For Very Long. P 199

Grief Can't Be Shared. Everyone Carries It Alone. His Own Burden In His Own Way.

There Is No Aristocracy Of Grief. Grief Is A Great Leveler.

Why Is It That You Can Sometimes Feel The Reality Of People More Keenly Through A Letter Than Face To Face?