Mrs Dalloway 8.9分
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She knew nothing about them, only jumped to conclusions, as one does, for what can one know even of the people one lives with every day? she asked. Are we not all prisoners? She had read a wonderful play about a man who scratech on the wall of his cell, and she had felt that was true of life--one scratched on the wall. Despairing of human relationships (People were so difficult)."
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