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Nicias, do you think you can erase with good deeds the wrongs you committed against your mother? What good deed will ever reach her? Her soul is a scorching noon time, without a single breath of a breeze, nothing moves, nothing changes, nothing lives there a great emaciated sun, an immobile sun eternally consumes her.

Jean-Paul Sartre

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