Mal au coeur

There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it.

I am in general a very pessimistic person with an optimistic, day-to-day take on things. The bare facts of life are utterly terrifying. And yet, one can laugh. Indeed, one has to laugh precisely because of the darkness: the nervous laughter of the trenches.
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