Oh, Caesonia! I knew a person could lose all hope, but I didn’t understand what it really meant. Like everyone else, I thought it was a sickness of the soul— but no, it’s the body that suffers. My skin hurts, my chest, my limbs. My mind’s a blank and my heart’s sick. But worst of all, though, the most awful part, is the taste in my mouth. Not blood or death or fever but all of them at once. All it takes is a waggle of the tongue and everything goes black again, and oh how these beings disgust me. How hard it is, how bitter it is to become a man. CaligulaAlbert Camus
Caligula: People die and they are not happy.
Helicon:Oh, come now, Caius, that’s a truth we handle very well. Look around you. It’s not the sort of thing that keeps people from going out for lunch.
Albert CamusCaligula