Sunday, August 12, 2007
414.
Wretchedness. The only thing that consoles us for our miseries is diversion. And yet it is the greatest of our miseries. For it is that above all which prevents us thinking about ourselves and leads us imperceptibly to destruction. But for that we should be bored, and boredom would drive us to seek some more solid means of escape, but diversion passes our time and brings us imperceptibly to our death.
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Doesn't Pascal live now?? Sounds like our society in a nutshell (or a nuthouse)!
Well, it was just Kari...blogger id and all that. James wouldn't want me using his name in vain.
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