“Listlessly Anthony dropped into a chair, his mind tired – tired with nothing, tired with everything, with the world’s weight he had never chosen to bear. He was ineffectual and vaguely helpless here as he had always been. One of those personalities who, in spite of all their words, are inarticulate, he seemed to have inherited only the vast tradition of human failure – that, and the sense of death.”

The Beautiful and Damned, F. Scott Fitzgerald

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