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Gotta be one of the best séances in literature.

A major emotional plot point turns on the use of informal pronouns.

“One believes war is inevitable, if one does not loathe it sufficiently.�

Hans just tried to chat someone up with the line, ‘Let me smell the odor of the skin on your knee, beneath which the ingeniously segmented capsule secretes its slippery oil!�

Went about as well as you'd expect.

“Ah yes, irony! Beware of the irony that flourishes here, my good engineer. Beware of it in general as an intellectual stance. When it is not employed as an honest device of classical rhetoric, the purpose of which no healthy mind can doubt for a moment, it becomes a source of depravity, a barrier to civilization, a squalid flirtation with inertia, nihilism, and vice.�

Hans has a temperature of 99.7. Dramatic scenes here.

My God, but life was beautiful! And one of the things that made it so beautiful was that women dressed so enticingly, simply as a matter of course. It was 2nd nature to them…you hardly even thought about it, just accepted it unconditionally, without further ado. But if you wanted truly to enjoy life…you really should keep the custom in mind and never forget how exhilarating and, ultimately, almost magical it was.