I can't have feelings all the time. To be alone, for me, this is the only possible form of existence, because I have no desire to make a woman unhappy, and women show that tendency - to become unhappy. I admit - being alone is not always fun, one is not always in shape. However, I know from experience that if we are not in shape, women lose their shape; And as they bored them, the accusations of lack of feelings begin. In that case, frankly, I prefer to case.
by Max Frisch
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The character in Max Frisch's "Homo Faber" expresses a stark and somewhat cynical view about relationships and emotions. He suggests that being alone is his preferred state of existence, as he fears causing unhappiness to women due to the complexities of emotional engagement. He acknowledges that solitude can be challenging, but he believes it is better than subjecting someone else to potential disappointment. This perspective leads him to choose isolation over the risk of emotional turmoil that often accompanies romantic connections.

He further reflects on the dynamics between himself and women, indicating that when he is not emotionally attuned, it leads to dissatisfaction on their part. He seems to believe that this emotional disconnect can result in accusations of indifference or lack of feelings. Ultimately, he prefers to remain distant, avoiding the complications that come with intimacy, as he contemplates the implications of emotional expectations in relationships and their impact on personal well-being.

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