Nothing is so insufferable to man as to be completely at rest, without passions, without business, without diversion, without stud...y. He then feels his nothingness, his forlornness, his insufficiency, his dependence, his weakness, his emptiness. There will immediately rise from the depth of his heart weariness, gloom, sadness, fretfulness, vexation, despair.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We all end up living secret lives. We create what we are willing to admire and admiring what we shouldn't confess to the secret of... our own sin, our own insufficiency, our own sadness. We all end up taking our secrets into the world and handing them over to strangers, only to realize it's often too late to claim them back. The very nature of time passing is sad beyond words. Memories mean they're gone.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »