Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of peace, and where the arts florish, the inhabitants are devoured by envy, cares and anxieties, which are greater plagues than any experienced in a town when it is under siege. Candide
... people only count their misfortunes; their good luck they take no account of. But if they were to take everything into account, as they should, they'd find that they had their fair share of it. Notes from Underground
We live counterfeit lives in order to resemble the idea we first had of ourselves. Autumn Leaves
The perfect normal person is rare in our civilization. The Adolescent Diaries of Karen Horney
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