If I did not believe in life, if I were to lose faith in the
woman I love, if I were to lose faith in the order of things, even if I were to
become convinced, on the contrary, that everything is a disorderly, damned, and
perhaps devilish chaos, if I were struck even by all the horrors of human
disillusionment -- still I would want to live, and as long as I have bent to this
cup, I will not tear myself from it until I've drunk it all!
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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