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So, (...), he resigned himself to the joys of alcohol, wisely telling himself that if there was to be a hateful and repentant morning after the night before, he would at least see that the pleasure of the night before was not marred by the hatefulnesss of repentance - so that the night before and the morning after, the one in its pleasure, and the other in its pain, might from the true perspective of a long-distance veiw in time seem to cancel each other out