“The thought of dying has never bothered me, but getting hurt, losing blood, becoming crippled and the like-no thanks.”
“The "world," after all, was still a place of bottomless horror.”
“I had no friends. I had nowhere to go.”
“I had now lost all confidence in myself, doubted all men immeasurably, and abandoned all hopes for the things of this world, all joy, all sympathy, eternally. This was truly the decisive incident of my life. I had been split through the forehead between the eyebrows, a wound that was to throb with pain whenever I came in contact with a human being.”
“I thought, "I want to die. I want to die more than ever before. There's no chance now of a recovery. No matter what sort of thing I do, no matter what sort of thing I do, no matter what I do, it's sure to be a failure, just a final coating applied to my shame.”
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