nietzsche-apothecary-souls

January 28, 2025

The certain prospect of death could sweeten every life with a precious and fragrant drop of levity — and now you strange apothecary souls have turned it into an ill-tasting drop of poison that makes the whole of life repulsive.

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“And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, “Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!””

Charles Baudelaire

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