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Long ago I left heroics to the heroes

With the plundered people transferring their energies into relaxed and receptive thoughts, degradation and lust for power produced art.

However hard we try to bring in the new; it comes into being only in the midst of clumsy deals.

Every death even the cruelest death drowns in the total indifference of Nature Nature herself would watch unmoved if we destroyed the entire human race I hate Nature this passionless spectator this unbreakable iceberg-face that can bear everything this goads us to greater and greater acts

Nature supplies the game of chess with its implements; science with its system; art with its aesthetic arrangement of its problems; and God endows it with its blessed power of making people happy.

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