Moments when we feel our connections to others are fleeting, and we are less human, or perhaps more human, than those around us. It may turn out that I was the ambiguous one.
Moments when we feel our connections to others are fleeting, and we are less human, or perhaps more human, than those around us. It may turn out that I was the ambiguous one.
← Char’s insight is obscured by the fact that he writes in French, so I doubt whether many of us will grasp his meaning. I am no expert, but it occurs to me that we all have moments of doubt.Payment was neither offered nor requested. Like most grownups at that time Mr and Mrs Bland guessed what Old Turnip had been through and its catastrophic effect on his psyche. →