Edvard Munch
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Right now all women hate Buddhas,
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hate and humiliate them,
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well knowing that they
will never become Buddhas.

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On the other hand, she feels
a sort of instinctive sympathy

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for beggars, braggarts, liars
and dogs,

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especially mangy ones.
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Being married is the only possibility
you women have of surviving.

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You simply can't exist without a man.
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If we leave you, you fall like ninepins.
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Not the slightest artistic tradition
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or affinity with accepted artistic ideals
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can be found in Blunch
or his colleagues.


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