"I feel happy with you, I think you're the love of my life, and I don't ask for anything more than that. But that shouldn't be possible: I ought to ask for more. I'm trapped in a system from which I get so little, and which I know is pointless, but I don't know how to get out. At some point, everyone should take the time to think about it, but I don't know where we are supposed to find that time."
(Houellebecq, Michel, "Platform", Vintage International, New York, 2004, p. 117)
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