To what extent has growing up been a fucking retarded process thus far? Illustrate your answer with examples.
"You will never be truly happy unless you radically overhaul the conditions of your current existence." Do you agree with this statement?
Comment on the view that adulthood is merely the loss of imagination and commonsense.
How far are human relationships purely ephemeral objects of melancholy?
Discuss the view that you only have yourself to blame.
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