egyptian slave

"She suffers like a miser. She must be miserly too with her pleasures. I wonder if sometimes she doesn't wish she could be free of this monotonous suffering, of these grumblings which start up again as soon as she stops singing, if she doesn't long to suffer once for all, to drown herself in despair. But in any case, that would be impossible for her: she is too set in her ways."

- Sartre, Nausea

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