If I were not a child with my parents, they would be more unloving toward me.
What concerns anyone so much as the time he has to live?
We none of us talk to people as we do behind their backs.
We do not discuss the members of our family to their faces.
Real life seems to have no plots.
As regards plot I find real life no help at all. Real life seems to have no plots. And as I think a plot desirable and almost necessary, I have this extra grudge against life.