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  • The little incidents and accidents of every day fill us with emotion, anxiety, annoyance, passion, as long as they are close to us, when they appear so big, so important, so serious; but as soon as they are borne down the restless stream of time they lose what significance they had; we think no more of them and soon forget them altogether. They were big only because they were near.

    Arthur Schopenhauer (1902*). “Essays of Arthur Schopenhauer: selected and translated by T. Bailey Saunders”