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“Once and for all the idea of glorious victories won by the glorious army must be wiped out Neither side is glorious On either side they're just frightened men messing their pants and they all want the same thing Not to lie under the earth but to walk upon it without crutches (Roux, act 1, scene 19)”

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Book:The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade
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The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade

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Peter Weiss
Peter Weiss

Peter Weiss was a German-born writer known for his profound literary works and his focus on social issues. His works spanned various forms including drama, novels, and poetry, many of which were characterized by their critical and philosophical nature. more

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