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Twenty time a fit of laughter prevented my anger from bursting out  twenty times the anger arising at the bottom of my heart ended in a burst of laughter. TWENTY TIMES A FIT OF LAUGHTER PREVENTED MY ANGER FROM BURSTING OUT TWENTY TIMES THE ANGER ARISING AT THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART ENDED IN A BURST OF LAUGHTER
 beaks, with pictures of Aristotle or Plato on cameo rings on their fingers. But who were they? For the most part they were incompetent musicians--nowadays a sort of nobility. At the time it gave me courage, raised my spirits, made my mind more subtle, capable of everything. But these happy states of mind apparently didn't last, because up to now I haven't been able to make any headway. Whatever the case, those are the words of my frequent soliloquies, which you can paraphrase however you like, provided you conclude from them that I understand disgust for oneself or the torment of conscience which arises from the uselessness of the gifts given to us by heaven. It's the cruelest thing of all. It would almost be better for a man not to be born. I listened to him. While he was acting out the scene of the procurer and the young girl being seduced, I was pulled in two opposite directions--I didn't know whether to give in to my desire to laugh or get carried away with anger. I was perplexed. PED LIKE RAVENS BEAKS WITH PICTURES OF ARISTOTLE OR PLATO ON CAMEO RINGS ON THEIR FINGERS BUT WHO WERE THEY FOR THE MOST PART THEY WERE INCOMPETENT MUSICIANS NOWADAYS A SORT OF NOBILITY AT THE TIME IT GAVE ME COURAGE RAISED MY SPIRITS MADE MY MIND MORE SUBTLE CAPABLE OF EVERYTHING BUT THESE HAPPY STATES OF MIND APPARENTLY DIDN'T LAST BECAUSE UP TO NOW I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO MAKE ANY HEADWAY WHATEVER THE CASE THOSE ARE THE WORDS OF MY FREQUENT SOLILOQUIES WHICH YOU CAN PARAPHRASE HOWEVER YOU LIKE PROVIDED YOU CONCLUDE FROM THEM THAT I UNDERSTAND DISGUST FOR ONESELF OR THE TORMENT OF CONSCIENCE WHICH ARISES FROM THE USELESSNESS OF THE GIFTS GIVEN TO US BY HEAVEN IT'S THE CRUELLEST THING OF ALL BUT IT WOULD ALMOST BE BETTER FOR A MAN NOT TO BE BORN I LISTENED TO HIM WHEN HE WAS ACTING OUT THE SCENE OF THE PROCUREUR AND THE YOUNG GIRL BEING SEDUCED I WAS PULLED IN TWO OPPOSITE DIRECTIONS I DIDN'T KNOWHETHER TO GIVE IN TO MY DESIRE TO LAUGH OR GET CARRIED AWAY WITH THE ANGER I WAS PERPLEXED
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