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I am indeed a miser like no other. Even Mr. Harpagon is generous compared to me. Neither you nor anyone else knows what a miser I am. And I don't care whether they know or not. It's enough that I know... I am a miser of my pains, my poverty, my ugliness, my shame, my mistakes, my regrets, my unhappiness, my illnesses, my troubles, my hunger, my tears, my black days, my sorrows, my sadness, my loneliness, my poverty; I keep them only for myself, I don't want to give them to others, I don't want to share them with others. I want to give my tastes, my likes, my possessions, my wealth, my beauty, my truths, my beliefs, my joys, my happiness, my health, my laughter, whatever I have, to those who do not have them; I cannot believe that they are mine if I do not give them to others. Being unique and unparalleled, the most stingy person in the world, I don't want even my dreams to be wasted, to remain only with me...