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“An individualism which has got beyond the stage of hedonism tends to yield to the lure of the grandiose. It was not man, the individual, nor even the Supreme Being, that Robespierre set up against Christ; it was that Leviathan, the Nation.”

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Andre Malraux
Andre Malraux

Andre Malraux was a French novelist, historian, and philosopher. Known for his unique narrative style and profound insights into history, his works have won widespread acclaim. Born on November 3, 1901, he passed away on November 23, 1976. more

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