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"All my active energies have been cast down into restless listlessness, and I can neither be idle nor accomplish anything. My imagination has deserted me, my feeling for Nature is gone, and books nauseate me. Once we are lost unto ourselves, everything else is lost to us. I swear there are times when I wish I could be a day labourer, simply in order to have something to look forward to in the day ahead, a sense of purpose, hope....But when I consider...the story of the horse that grew weary of freedom, had itself saddled and bridled, and was ridden into the ground occurs to me - I do not know what to do. - What is more, dear friend! may not my yearning for change be a restless impatience within me, which will pursue me everywhere?"

The Sorrows of Young Werther, by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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