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“When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears. I think of the lips I’ve kissed, and of the wretched child I was, and of the madness of life and of the ambition that sometimes carries me away. I’m all those things at once. Extreme in misery, excessive in happiness…”
Albert Camus, A Happy Death

(oh albert, you've done it again.)