³Life is fury. Fury‹sexual, Oedipal, political, magical, brutal‹drives
us to our finest heights and coarsest depths. This is what we are,
what we civilize ourselves to disguise‹the terrifying human animal in
us, the exalted, transcendent self-destructive, untrammeled lord of
creation. We raise each other to the heights of joy. We tear each
other limb from fucking limb.²
Rushdie
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