
Divergent_Integral
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The fragment that I'm about the quote has probably been posted here before, but idc. It pierces my heart like a knife every time I read it, which I often do. Houellebecq is the only one among the great living writers who has dared to depict the incel predicament with unflinching honesty and empathy. I simply cannot read or tolerate other modern fiction writers anymore, because they're all either raging feminist SJWs or insufferable bluepill simps, who churn out reams of insipid nonsense.
— You reckon it's hopeless?
— Sure. It's been hopeless for a long time, from the very beginning. You will never represent, Raphaël, a young girl's erotic dream. You have to resign yourself to the inevitable; such things are not for you. It's already too late, in any case. The sexual failure you've known since your adolescence, Raphaël, the frustration that has followed you since the age of thirteen, will leave their indelible mark. Even supposing that you might have women in the future - which in all frankness I doubt - this will not be enough; nothing will ever be enough. You will always be an orphan to those adolescent loves you never knew. In you the wound is already deep; it will get deeper and deeper. An atrocious, unremitting bitterness will end up gripping your heart. For you there will be neither redemption nor deliverance. That's how it is.
From: Michel Houellebecq, 'Whatever'.