Only Brooks seemed still unconscious of the shadow which was stalking amongst them.
"We talk of life so glibly," he said.

"It is a pity that we cannot realize its simplest elements.

Life is purely subjective.

Nothing exists except in our point of view.

So we are continually making and marring our own lives and the lives of other people by a word, an action, a thought." "Dear me!" Lady Caroom murmured.