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The cadence of suffering has begun. Every evening at dusk, my heart constricts until night has come.

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Idleness makes hours pass slowly and years swiftly. Activity makes the hours short and the years long.
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Activity Time
Suicides are timid murderers. Masochism instead of Sadism.
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Character Nature Suicide
A decision, an action, are infallible omens of what we shall do another time, not for any vague, mystic, astrological reason but because they result from an automatic reaction that will repeat itself.
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Action Decision Reaction Repeat Result Time
A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man – the one he used to be.
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Boy Growth Himself Man Philosophy Wisdom Youth
Nowadays, suicide is just a way of disappearing. It is carried out timidly, quietly, and falls flat. It is no longer an action, only a submission.
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Action Disappear Fall Quiet Submission Suicide
The cadence of suffering has begun. Every evening at dusk, my heart constricts until night has come.
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Beginning Heart Night Suffering
We do not free ourselves from something by avoiding it, but only by living though it.
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Avoid Freedom Live Ourselves
Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.
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Combination Happiness Writing Yourself
Not believing in anything is also a religion .
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Believe Religion Wisdom
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
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Enjoyment Life Love Pain
The face of the night will be an old wound that reopens each evening, impassive and living. The distant silence will ache like a soul, mute, in the dark. We’ll speak to the night as it’s whispering softly.
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Darkness Evening Face Night Old Soft Talk Whisper Wound
A corpse is what’s left after waking too often.
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Body Death Wake
The man who cannot live with charity, sharing other men’s pain, is punished by feeling his own with intolerable anguish.
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Angry Charity Himself Live Man Pain Share
To know the world, one must construct it.
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Construction World
A man succeeds in completing a work only when his qualities transcend that work.
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Complete Man Success Transcendence Work
You will hear words old and spent and useless like costumes left over from yesterday’s parties.
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Costume Old Party Word Yourself

The cadence of suffering has begun. Every evening at dusk, my heart constricts until night has come.

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