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"While waiting for the train to return home, I noticed an elderly man deeply absorbed in a book. He had a preoccupied and thoughtful air and was dressed with a certain distinguished carelessness that bespeaks the bibliomaniac. The lady by his side, probably his wife, was critically observing the passers-by, as women are wont to do. The man now and then would mark certain passages with his pencil and read them in a low voice to the lady. He was absolutely unconscious of his surroundings until suddenly she glanced at the clock, jumped up in an alarming manner and, seized his arm, hurried with him to catch their train. His bewildered, faraway look was worthy of a study. The incident filled me with terror for the future. Reverse the sexes and you see me with my poor, poor husband. I in a daze and rapture, my husband with his wits about him, interrupting me, I refusing to awake completely, allowing him to drag me to the train, to push me into a seat and to place himself, resolute, panting, defiant at my side, to preserve and protect me while I am wondering why Marcus Aurelius said: "Life is a warfare and a pilgrim's sojourn." --- Anais Nin