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“Nothing belongs to us. Everything is something that is rented out. Our very heads are filled with rented ideas passed on from one generation to the next.”
― Thomas Ligotti, Teatro Grottesco

“Men were springing up, a black avenging host was slowly germinating in the furrows, thrusting upward for the harvests of future ages. And very soon their germination would crack the earth asunder.”
― Émile Zola, Germinal

“A relationship wants to destroy itself and will work toward this end. When two lovers first meet, a destructive sequence begins.”
― Matthew Revert, Basal Ganglia

“Into the fire - and that's an end to it. It'll all burn and not a trace of me will remain on earth...'
Here, as if shocked by the sound of her own words, she made a vigorous movement. Leaning her elbow on the pillow, she lifted herself up and called out, panting quickly and heavily:
'Will there really be no trace, no trace at all?'
In her eyes, which suddenly became brighter, I saw the same uneasy, violent, and almost desperate question. And she tormented herself over it continuously for the next few days.
'Because if nothing, not one thing is left... then why... what's the point?”
― Eliza Orzeszkowa