worst thing is that you ask yourself where will you get strong enough the next morning to keep doing what you did yesterday and last and therefore, where you will find the strength to the bustle absurd, for these thousand projects that never work out, such attempts to escape from the overwhelming necessity, always aborted attempts, and convincing you all to stop again that the destination is invincible, that we must fall back at the foot of the wall, every night, and was alarmed the next day, more and more precarious, more sordid.
Ferdinaud
Louis Céline, Journey to the End of the night.
Louis Céline, Journey to the End of the night.
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