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[QUOTE="ghey_faguettes:1206967"]"The grey thing appears in the mirror. I go over and look at it; I can no longer get away. It is the reflection of my face. Often in these lost days I study it. I can understand nothing of this face. The faces of others have some sense, some direction. Not mine. I cannot even decide whether it is handsome or ugly. I think it is ugly because I have been told so. But it doesn't strike me. At heart, I am even shocked that anyone can attribute qualities of this kind to it, as if you called a clod of earth or a block of stone beautiful or ugly" -Sartre "On occasion I danced for nights on end, ever madder about people and life. At times, late on those nights when the dancing, the slight intoxication, my wild enthusiasm, everyone's violent unrestraint would fill me with a tired and overwhelmed rapture, it would seem to me-- at the breaking point of fatigue and for a seconds flash-- that at least I understood the secret of creatures and of the world. But my fatigue would disappear the next day, and with it the secret; I would rush forth anew. I ran on like that, always heaped with favors, never satiated, without knowing where to stop, until the day--until the evening rather when the music stopped and the lights went out. The gay party at which I had been so happy... But allow me to call on my friend the primate. Nod your head to thank him and, above all, drink up with me. I need your understanding." -Camus [/QUOTE]
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