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"... death meant little to her: why should it? It was a sense of guilt that made it so important. Otherwise one didn't grieve for a death. When he was young he had thought love had something to do with understanding, but with age he knew that no human being understood another. Love was the wish to understand, and presently with constant failure the wish died, and love died too perhaps or changed into this painful affection, loyalty, pity..."