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Joy and anger, sorrow and happiness, worries and regrets, indecision and fears, come upon us by turns, with everchanging moods, like music from the hollows, or like mushrooms from damp.

Day and night they alternate within us, but we cannot tell whence they spring.

Alas! Alas! Could we for a moment lay our finger upon their very Cause?

Chuang Tzu

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