"At that moment, the collapse of their morale, their willpower and their patience was so abrupt that they felt they would never be able to climb back out of their hole. Consequently, they forced themselves never to think of the end of their suffering, never again to look towards the future and always, as it were, to keep their eyes lowered…
…Hence, foundering halfway between the abyss and the peak, they drifted rather than lived, given up to aimless days and sterile memories, wandering shadows who could only have found strength by resigning themselves to taking root in the soil of their distress."
Albert Camus, The Plague
"No emotion was pure, because everything was mixed up with fear and hatred."
George Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four
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