not having seen it coming.
“...through art and art only that we can shield ourselves from the sordid perils of actual existence.”
"But Schlomo continued as he'd begun: 'When you go to a place where you might die that's one thing, but when you go to a place where other people are liable to die and you just stand there and watch them, that's something quite different. At least, that's what I think.' 'You're another one!' shouted Yehuda. 'Stop thinking so much.'"