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Try not to say mate every other sentence challenge impossible… guys this feels like an ENTIRELY different book … it’s so … cringe ?? trying to give it a fair shake but I think this might be a DNF unless it gets better ???
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I remember what it felt like reading the classroom copy back in school. Claustrophobic and bleak, and yet deeply moving. The melancholic disillusionment of boys who would never get to grow into men.
“I am young, I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another.”
“It is very queer that the unhappiness of the world is so often brought on by small men.”
“We are not youth any longer. We don’t want to take the world by storm. We are fleeing. We fly from ourselves. From our life. We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces.”