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“reality is not a thing conferred upon us or which exists; it is something that we have to manufacture ourselves.”
― Luigi Pirandello, One, No One, and One Hundred Thousand

“Renunciation is our compact with the Muse; in it reposes our strength, our value; and life is our forbidden garden, our great temptation, to which we yield sometimes, but never to our profit.”
― Thomas Mann, Königliche Hoheit

“when you are in front of a mirror, the moment you look at yourself again, you are no longer alive.”
― Luigi Pirandello, One, No One, and One Hundred Thousand

“Out of the darkness beneath the shallow, weedy stream of his being rose a question, a question that looked up dimly and never reached the surface. It was the question of the wonder of the beauty, the purposeless, inconsecutive beauty, that falls so strangely among the happenings and memories of life. It never reached the surface of his mind, it never took to itself substance or from; it looked up merely as the phantom of a face might look, out of deep waters, and sank again into nothingness.”
― H.G. Wells, Kipps