[Nelson, to Annabelle] "The misery of the world," he says, reaching into himself to overcome her resistance… — John Hoyer Updike
[Nelson, to Annabelle] "The misery of the world," he says, reaching into himself to overcome her resistance. "That's what I kept thinking during my group this morning – the pity of everything, all of us, these confused souls trying so pathetically hard to break out of the fog – to see through our compulsions, our needs as they chew us up..."
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