I love it when you try to be clever Gary but there IS no such
word as "arcania"!
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Savagery of the relationships between people. Here, everyone is
on the make, all of them doing their damndest to take someone
else by surprise, to relieve this man of his property, to enjoy
that girl's flesh. There is no gentleness, there are only
pleasures. Eyes which already devour the easy prey offered them,
eyes which seek out the chink in the armour, the weak point, the
little patch of pale skin into which the nails can sink and
bring blood spurting out. Spying eyes, fierce eyes, sharp eyes
which loathe and wound. A look which passes summary judgment, a
knowing look, one which wants, not to understand, but to keep at
a distance, to consume at a distance. A kind of tentacle, eye-
sucker clamped to the intellect's stomach. The world is not
pure. The world is free, roamed by wild animals, inhabited by
greedy, hate-filled monsters. Loneliness, indifference: hatred.
J.M.G. LeClézio