grown unaccustomed life, lame, us less. even grown unaccustomed times — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes Underground

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We've all grown unaccustomed to life, we're all lame, each of us more or less. We've even grown so unaccustomed that at times we feel a sort of loathing for real "living life," and therefore cannot bear to be reminded of it. For we've reached a point where we regard real "living life" almost as a labor, almost as a service, and we all agree in ourselves that it's better from a book.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground

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