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 sad to be fettered by a grave and a woman, by a mother who has lost her child, by a weeping dove who cannot be comforted. It is sad to stand in the midst of one’s grief and not to depart from it. Not so a freeman. He goes away as he pleases; he regrets nothing and is reminded of nothing. And why? This is how I look at it: he who goes away leaves unhappiness behind him.

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Hallo! man is as free as a bird, eh?



As a bird? As a swallow!



As a swallow? As a sea-gull, as a hawk, as an eagle!