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"an educated man stands in front of a peasant and bows to him, saying 'heal me, o peasant, im sick unto death' and the peasant bows in turn to the educated man saying 'teach me, o master, im dying of ignorance'. and of course, neither of them moves an inch"

"Sit down, you're welcome. But I warn you, if you want to have a conversation with me, don't get angry: At the moment, I'm in an extremely misanthropic mood and I see only the very worst in every subject."

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