" Within the elaborate tableau of illusions weaved by every optimist lies a cynic longing to escape from its cave. This is not a world redeemed, but one saturated with oppression and misery. That is its currency. I feel as if I am Atlas, but instead of carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, I am crushed beneath its injustice "

― Simon Brass , Lamentations on the Nothingness of Being