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The outsider has two souls, two beings: God and the
Devil in him, and these men for whom life has no repose, live in their
rare moments of happiness with such strength and indescribable beauty,
the spray of their momentary ecstasy is flung so high over the wide sea
of suffering that the light of it touches others with its enchantment.
But only the strongest of them force their way through the atmosphere of
the bourgeois world to reach the cosmic.
There never was a man with a deeper and more passionate
craving for independence than Harry. He never sold himself for money or
an easy life, or to women or to those in power, and had thrown away a
hundred times his advantage in happiness in order to safeguard his
liberty.
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