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When William Shakespear said:

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I wonder if standing on the rock, Achllies realised that. For he was made to be brave, to carry all of life on his shoulders and still be cold. Did he ever, at the late of night, tremble from fear? Did he ever feel homesick? Maybe when he went to war he wanted to run, to disappear and never return because he felt, what others saw as bravery, a creeping fear of the society and his identity. Who was he if he didn't sacrifice himself for the empire, who was he if he lived life instead of waking up everyday knowing it could well be his last day?

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Yes, I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

Oscar Wilde , The Critic As Artist: With Some Remarks on the Importance of Doing Nothing and Discussing Everything

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Friedrich Nietzsche, unpublished works

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Collected from The diaries of Franz Kafka

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"I was dying to become immortal."

-Albert Camus, The fall

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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934

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From the letters to Milena by Franz Kafka