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“Er brandt in mij dan een wilde begeerte naar sterke gevoelens, naar sensaties, een afkeer van dit afgezaagde, genormaliseerde en gesteriliseerde leven, en een hevige begeerte ergens iets stuk te slaan, een warenhuis of een kathedraal of mijzelf, roekeloze stommiteiten te begaan, een paar vereerde afgoden de pruiken af te rukken, een paar opstandige schooljongens de vurig verlangde kaartjes naar Hamburg te verschaffen, een klein meisje te verleiden of een paar vertegenwoordigers van de burgerlijke wereldorde de nek om te draaien. Want dit haatte, verafschuwde en vervloekte ik van alles toch wel het hevigst: deze tevredenheid, deze gezondheid, de behaagelijkheid, dit gekoesterde optimisme van de burger, deze vette vruchtbare zelfvoldaanheid van het middelmatige, het normale, de doorsnee.”
― Herman Hesse

“Once and for all
the idea of glorious victories
won by the glorious army
must be wiped out
Neither side is glorious
On either side they're just frightened men messing their pants
and they all want the same thing
Not to lie under the earth
but to walk upon it
without crutches

(Roux, act 1, scene 19)
”
― Peter Weiss, The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade

“Most murders are committed by someone who is known to the victim. In fact, you are most likely to be murdered by a member of your own family on Christmas day.”
― Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night Time

“It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.”
― Edgar Allen Poe