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“This creature softened my heart of stone. She died and with her died my last warm feelings for humanity.”
― Joseph Stalin

“They steal your bread, then give you a crumb of it…
Then they demand you to thank them for their generosity…
O their audacity!”
― Ghassan Kanafani

“Every day, a piece of music, a short story, or a poem dies because its existence is no longer justified in our time. And things that were once considered immortal have become mortal again, no one knows them anymore. Even though they deserve to survive.”
― Elfriede Jelinek, The Piano Teacher

“Do you know that one day I'll kill you? I won't do it because I'm no longer in love with you, or because I'm jealous, but—I'll just kill you for no better reason that I sometimes long to devour you.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Gambler