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His meals were always punctual. Whether she cooked well or badly he did not know; it was a matter of total indifference to him. During his meals, which he ate at his writing desk, he was busy with important considerations. As a rule he would not have been able to say what precisely he had in his mouth. He reserved consciousness for real thoughts; they depend upon it; without consciousness, thoughts are unthinkable. Chewing and digestion happen of themselves.Elias Canetti
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She was crude, but loyal. He began to understand her even better than before. A pity she was so old; it was too late to try to make a human being of her.Elias Canetti