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because he has not two? But infirmities of mind and temper are quite
another matter. If one of us has no self-control, or is too weak to bear the strain of our truthful life without wincing, or is tormented by depraved appetites and superstitions, or is unable to keep free from pain and depression, he naturally becomes discouraged, and refuses to live. THE ELDERLY GENTLEMAN. Good Lord! Cuts his throat, do you mean? ZOO. No: why should he cut his throat? He simply dies. He wants to. He is out of countenance, as we call it. THE ELDERLY GENTLEMAN. Well!!! But suppose he is depraved enough not to want to die, and to settle the difficulty by killing all the rest of you? ZOO. Oh, he is one of the thoroughly degenerate shortlivers whom we occasionally produce. He emigrates. THE ELDERLY GENTLEMAN. And what becomes of him then? ZOO. You shortlived people always think very highly of him. You accept him as what you call a great man. THE ELDERLY GENTLEMAN. You astonish me; and yet I must admit that what you tell me accounts for a great deal of the little I know of the private life of our great men. We must be very convenient to you as a dumping place for your failures. ZOO. I admit that. |
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