"There is no special word for 'you' when it is you that I am speaking to.  In English there is only one 'you,' and I have to say the same 'you' to you that I would say to a estranger; I cannot express my closeness.  I am homesick in this country, but I am thinking I would be homesick in my own country now, also.  I have no longer any home to go back to - no relatives, no position, and my friends have lived three years without me.  There is no place for me.  So I have to pretend I am fine here.  I have to pretend everything is...how you say?  Hunky-dory." 
- Vinegar Girl by Anne Tyler

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