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“They tell us that Suicide is the greatest piece of Cowardice... That Suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in this world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person.”

Quote by Arthur Schopenhauer

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Arthur Schopenhauer

Arthur Schopenhauer was a prominent German philosopher born on February 22, 1788, and died on September 21, 1860. He is one of the most important figures in 19th-century German philosophy and is known for his unique pessimistic philosophical ideas. more

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