The problem with happiness
The problem with happiness is that it is not unimaginable.
Labels: thought
Nature, in her wisdom, seems to have arranged it so that men's stupidities should be ephemeral, and books make them immortal. A fool ought to be content with having exasperated everyone around him, but he insists on tormenting future generations; he wants his foolishness to overcome the oblivion which he might have enjoyed like a tomb; he wants posterity to be informed that he existed, and to be aware for ever that he was a fool.
—Montesquieu
—Montesquieu
Friday, September 06, 2019
