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"After some time he felt for his pipe. It was not broken, and that was something. Then he felt for his pouch, and there was some tobacco in it, and that was something more. Then he felt for matches and he could not find any at all, and that shattered his hopes completely."
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"Despair is a form of certainty, certainty that the future will be a lot like the present or will decline from it."
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"Please give me a single reason why I shouldn't hurl myself beneath the wheels of that bus."
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"Despair is a wholly selfish response to fortune's slings and arrows."
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"I have been merely oppressed by the weariness and tedium and vanity of things lately: nothing stirs me, nothing seems worth doing or worth having done: the only thing that I strongly feel worth while would be to murder as many people as possible so as to diminish the amount of consciousness in the world. These times have to be lived through: there is nothing to be done with them."
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"So where do you go? Back to the bottle And back to a tiny room somewhere. And wait. And wait, and wait. That's all."
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"Despair is the source of all evil."
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"Some comfort it would have been, could I, like a Faust, have fancied myself tempted and tormented of the Devil; for a Hell, as I imagine, without Life, though only Diabolic Life, were more frightful: but in our age of Downpulling and Disbelief, the very Devil has been pulled down, you cannot so much as believe in a Devil. To me the Universe was all void of Life, of Purpose, of Volition, even of Hostility: it was one huge, dead, immeasurable Steam-engine, rolling on, in its dead indifference, to grind me limb from limb."
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"This was a plunge encompassing sorrow and revulsion far beyond the personal: a sick, drenching nausea at all humanity and human endeavor from the dawn of time. The writhing loathsomeness of the biological order. Old age, sickness, death. No escape for anyone. Even the beautiful ones were like soft fruit about to spoil. And yet somehow people still kept fucking and breeding and popping out new fodder for the grave, producing more and more new beings to suffer like this was some kind of redemptive, or good, or even somehow morally admirable thing: dragging more innocent creatures into the lose-lose game."
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"I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again."
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"I am alive because you want me to."
Existence
"Sickness awakens sadness sleeps- Moments of aloneness results into peace."
Solitude
"You are moving on the chariot of your desire whatever you are thinking is always right."
Desire
"Psychology is a subject of life, death, and in-betweens."
Psychology
"My dream, is to dream, a dream."
Dreams
"O holy Sunday, let your darkness not come along my way. Let her nurture internal and external world, as I start my personal day."
Spiritual
"A true man loves his enemies as much he loves his friends."
Forgiveness
"Scientific People, unscientific mind; why are we dividing the world which could shine? Between religion and science, all what matters is human lives."
Unity
"Her touch is like doing simple mathWhen she sleeps in the bed, subtracting clothesThere is a red ink, like a sparkling red wine, adding colorsDividing body, remembering gods, without multiplying."
Poetry
"The trouble in life is not that you are extraordinarily or ordinarily talented but you are read posthumously."
Legacy
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