"When I see the blind and wretched state of woodchucks, when I survey the whole
universe in its deadness, and each chuck left to himself with no light, as
though lost in this corner of the universe without knowing who put him
there, what he has to do, or what will become of him when he dies,
incapable of knowing anything, I am moved to terror, like a woodchuck
transported in his sleep to some terrifying desert island, who wakes up
quite lost, with no means of escape. Then I marvel that so wretched a
state does not drive chucks to despair." Blaise Pascal | |
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