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“Pronto comprendí que el alcohol, el tabaco y las prostitutas eran un método excelente para librarme del miedo a los seres humanos, aunque fuese sólo por un momento. Y llegué a la conclusión de que para conseguir esos momentos valdría la pena vender hasta la última de mis posesiones.”

Quote by Osamu Dazai

Work

No Longer Human

This book delves into the introspective mind of a character grappling with the duality of his human nature and his desire to transcend it. The narrative examines themes of self-discovery, existentialism, and the human condition. more

Author

Osamu Dazai
Osamu Dazai

Osamu Dazai was a renowned Japanese author born on June 19, 1909, in Takamatsu, Shikoku, Japan. His works are known for their profound social criticism and unique literary style, with notable titles including 'The Buried Alive' and 'Fostering'. Dazai passed away on June 13, 1948. more

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