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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Father Goriot by Honore de Balzac: gray. It has been one long winter here since the light in their
eyes shone no more for me. I have had nothing but disappointments
to devour. Disappointment has been my daily bread; I have lived
on humiliation and insults. I have swallowed down all the
affronts for which they sold me my poor stealthy little moments
of joy; for I love them so! Think of it! a father hiding himself
to get a glimpse of his children! I have given all my life to
them, and to-day they will not give me one hour! I am hungering
and thirsting for them, my heart is burning in me, but they will
not come to bring relief in the agony, for I am dying now, I feel
that this is death. Do they not know what it means to trample on
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