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If I were the guy's friend, I would not kick him out of the car in the middle of a busy road where people do not usually walk. A friend of mine would have to go pretty far for me to kick them out of the car at all. A drunk person is always less aware and careful with themselves. As a friend, I would not have a clear conscience if I was that person who kicked the guy out of the car. The guy would never have been run over if his friends had taken him safely home. Of course, the person who hit him and also ran away is ultimately responsible, without a doubt.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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