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“Also, he was smoking a cigar, and when a man is smoking a cigar, wearing a hat, he has an advantage; it is harder to find out how he feels.”

Quote by Saul Bellow

Book:Seize the Day
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Seize the Day

The story follows a character's struggle with his own mortality and the search for meaning in life more

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Saul Bellow
Saul Bellow

Saul Bellow, born on June 10, 1915, in Canada, was an American Jewish writer. His works are known for their profound psychological insights and unique sense of humor. Bellow won the Nobel Prize in Literature. His representative works include 'Herzog', 'The Adventures of Augie March', and 'Henderson the Rain King'. more

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