Like a precipice

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“They say that people standing on a height have an impulse to throw themselves down. I imagine that many suicides and murders have been committed simply because the revolver has been in the hand. It is like a precipice, with an incline of an angle of forty-five degrees, down which you cannot help sliding, and something impels you irresistibly to pull the trigger.”

—“A Gentle Spirit,” by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, translated by Constance Garnett (x)