Nasutus sis usque licet, sis denique nasus, Quantum noluerit ferre rogatus Athlas, [...] Non potes in nugas dicere plura meas, Ipse ego quam dixi. [...] Quelque nez que vous ayez, même un nez si gros qu'Atlas n'aurait pas consenti à le porter [...], vous ne parviendrez pas à dire pis de mes bagatelles que je n'en ai dit moi-même. - Martial, Épigrammes, livre XIII, II, chapitre 1 Summer Holidays, resting and discovering. Not an evolutionary pause. Finding oneself, as a numb-skull. Then looking for a way to take it easy, Not to be too hard on oneself, and life. Maybe, may be.
More ‘food for thought’:
Now the purpose of evolution is the survival neither of the fittest nor of the defeatist. Were it the former, we would have to settle for Arnold Schwarzenegger; were it the latter, which ethically is a more sound proposition, we’d have to make do with Woody Allen.
– Joseph Brodsky
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