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I am denied the joy of cursing." "But what made you speak?
In God's name, what possessed you to publish this misfortune ?" "On my word, Victor, I do not know.

Wine, perhaps; perhaps anger, madness, or what you will.

I know only this: I could not help myself.
Poor fool! Yes, I was mad.

But he roused within me all the disgust of life, and it struck me blind.