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“There are many things in this world that are an outrage, to be sure, but death at our current life expectancy doesn’t strike me as one of them. Maybe I sound like some Victorian who felt that forty years ought to be enough for any man, but one of the marks of a life well lived has to be reaching a state of finally getting it, of not needing more, and of being able to sign off with something approaching peace of mind.”

Quote by David Rakoff

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David Rakoff
David Rakoff

David Rakoff was an American writer and humorist known for his sharp wit and introspective essays. He gained widespread recognition for his memoirs and essays that often delved into themes of illness, identity, and the human experience. Rakoff's writing style was marked by its humor and self-awareness, making him a unique figure in modern literature. more

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