Marriage was a new beginning equal to a romantic reading of the destructive nature of war: a tabula rasa.
Like the lady at the front of the Cathay mortuary who is burning paper—joss paper, otherworld paper money, paper clothing, paper replicas of cars, televisions, houses, servants, everything going up in symbolic smoke to send along with Dad in the next world.
It restricted itself to such a laconic proviso, since in its lecture devoted to cognition it had established that knowledge obtained prematurely
For this very same reason it expatiated on its impersonality and our efforts to humanize it at any price
You may understand the combinational principles of such a protean game, but you cannot experience it yourself.
