Men are rather less than men, not wanting much more than constant
attention and comfort. Their theses must be typed, surplices washed, endless
dinners cooked, remarks listened to ‘with an expression of strained interest’,
and the forces of nature and society combine to ensure, that
they get these things. Women see through them clearly enough, but are drawn
towards them by their own need and by a compassion which is taken entirely for
granted. Men are allowed, indeed conditioned, to deceive themselves to the end,
and are loved as the self-deceivers they are.
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