Copy ImageWe go to the past to lay the blame - since the past can't argue. We go to our past selves to account for our present miseries
Glen Duncan
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Literature is humanity's broad-minded alter-ego, with room in its heart for monsters, even for you. It's humanity without the judgement
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It rewrites the contract, I'd read somewhere. Your self's no longer central. This thing comes out of you and drags half your soul along after it like a blanket
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I didn't cry. Real things don't make me cry. Only false or sentimental things can do that. In this respect I'm like most civilised humans
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If you had a lot of money and you were miserable, you’d be miserable poor
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