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"'And so you have no feeling whatsoever for art?' she said, leaning her elbow on the table, a movement which brought her face closer to Barazov. 'How can you get on without it?'
'Why, what is it needed for, may i ask?'
'Well, at least to help one to know and understand people.'
Barazov smiled.
'In the first place, experience of life does that, and in the second, I assure you the study of separate individuals is not worth the trouble it involves. All men are similar, in soul as well as in body. Each of us has a brain, spleen, heart and lungs of similar construction; and the so-called moral qualities are the same in all of us - the slight variations are of no importance. It is enough to have one single human specimen in order to judge all the others. People are like trees in a forest; no botanist would dream of studying each individual birch-tree.'"
'Why, what is it needed for, may i ask?'
'Well, at least to help one to know and understand people.'
Barazov smiled.
'In the first place, experience of life does that, and in the second, I assure you the study of separate individuals is not worth the trouble it involves. All men are similar, in soul as well as in body. Each of us has a brain, spleen, heart and lungs of similar construction; and the so-called moral qualities are the same in all of us - the slight variations are of no importance. It is enough to have one single human specimen in order to judge all the others. People are like trees in a forest; no botanist would dream of studying each individual birch-tree.'"