"Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind."

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Run down the list of those who felt intense anger at something: the most famous, the most unfortunate, the most hated, the most whatever: Where is all that now? Smoke, dust, legend...or not even a legend. Think of all the examples. And how trivial the things we want so passionately are.

— Marcus Aurelius