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He fell asleep for a short while, and when he awoke it was as if he had awakened in hell. It was hell—'the hell of conscious failure,' both in ambition and in love.

Thomas Hardy, Jude the Obscure (1895)

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The world of the happy is a happy world.

Ludwig Wittgenstein (trans. G. E. M. Anscombe), Notebooks 1914–1916

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He was good-natured enough also, but it was a sad sort of good-nature, almost a heart-broken sort—he had the general air of being some sort of failure in life.

G. K. Chesterton, “The Three Tools of Death” (1911)

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Yet, I thought, with all this to see, with an incessant oasis for either eye, I am brutally lonely; I did not know that life is mainly empty spaces, or that our lives in that respect are like the universe itself.

Paul West, The Very Rich Hours of Count von Stauffenberg (1980)

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Now, then, I was again happy: I now took only 1000 drops of laudanum per day: and what was that? A latter spring had come to close up the season of youth: my brain performed its functions as healthily as ever before: I read Kant again; and again I understood him, or fancied that I did.

Thomas De Quincey, Confessions of an English Opium-Eater (1821)

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