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Tragic Comedy

The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think. - Horace Walpole

How true ... how true! For someone like me who is just as idealistic as I am cynical, this quote perfectly captures the gamut of emotions I feel when I think about the world. It explains why sometimes my heart is saddened to the point of tears when I see our society grow more and more depraved. Somehow, we have been programmed to put all the fleeting things of the world on top of our priority list: we choose money over morals, we choose instant gratification over long-suffering love, career over family ...

At the same time, I laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. We are fools in this game of life if we believe its rewards will fulfill the deepest needs of our heart and soul. I think in some way we all know this, that being rich and famous only increases your happiness for so long before it consumes you with its hidden vices. But we lie to ourselves and ignore what we know deep inside, only so we can indulge in temporary bliss.

This world is a sad place ... and I hope we all realize that before it's too late.

Comments

Anonymous said…
hm... what triggered such a thought???
Ken said…
life of course ... actually it was just a random quote I read, thought I would share it with you

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