A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.
Man dies of cold, not of darkness.
There is no true love save in suffering, and in this world we have to choose either love, which is suffering, or happiness. Man is the more man - that is, the more divine - the greater his capacity for suffering, or rather, for anguish.
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