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‘Nature,’ a torturer of genius, steeped in herself and her work, exalts with good reason: there is not a moment when what is alive fails to tremble, to make others tremble. Pity is a strange luxury only the most perfidious and the fiercest creature could invent, out of a need to punish and torture itself – out of ferocity, still.”
— E.M. Cioran - The Trouble with Being Born

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