discontent, a human strategy, aphorism 462

462


We are the last of the discontented ... and hold this to be our highest virtue ... a discontentment which one cultivates.  That other thing, that whisper, “Accept yourself for who you are,” what is that but the formaldehyde of the public clinic?  ... where every germ has been sterilized ... even that germ of life, discontent, has been sponged away by the hairless hands of our public guardians.

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