Maybe happiness too is a metaphor invented on a day of boredom
He seriously thought that there is less harm in killing a man than producing a child: in the first case you are relieving someone of life, not his whole life but a half or a quarter or a hundredth part of that existence that is going to finish, that would finish without you; but as for the second, he would say, are you not responsible to him for all the tears he will shed, from the cradle to the grave? Without you he would never have been born, and why is he born? For your amusement, not for his, that__ for sure; to carry your name, the name of a fool, I__l be bound _ you may as well write that name on some wall; why do you need a man to bear the burden of three or four letters?
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He seriously thought that there is less harm in killing a man than producing a child: in the first case you are relieving someone of life, not his whole life but a half or a quarter or a hundredth part of that existence that is going to finish, that would finish without you; but as for the second, he would say, are you not responsible to him for all the tears he will shed, from the cradle to the grave? Without you he would never have been born, and why is he born? For your amusement, not for his, that__ for sure; to carry your name, the name of a fool, I__l be bound _ you may as well write that name on some wall; why do you need a man to bear the burden of three or four letters?
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