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proximoception) wrote2005-10-11 10:23 pm
proximoception) wrote2005-10-11 10:23 pm
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from "On the Pleasures of Hating", Hazlitt
Seeing all this as I do, and unravelling the web of human life into its various threads of meanness, spite, cowardice, want of feeling, and want of understanding, of indifference towards others, and ignorance of ourselves,--seeing custom prevail over all excellence, itself giving way to infamy--mistaken as I have been in my public and private hopes, calculating others from myself, and calculating wrong; always disappointed where I placed most reliance; the dupe of friendship, and the fool of love;--have I not reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.
[The sensiblest man who ever lived, much at his best when carried away. How let himself be carried away? The sensiblest man who ever lived.]
Seeing all this as I do, and unravelling the web of human life into its various threads of meanness, spite, cowardice, want of feeling, and want of understanding, of indifference towards others, and ignorance of ourselves,--seeing custom prevail over all excellence, itself giving way to infamy--mistaken as I have been in my public and private hopes, calculating others from myself, and calculating wrong; always disappointed where I placed most reliance; the dupe of friendship, and the fool of love;--have I not reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.
[The sensiblest man who ever lived, much at his best when carried away. How let himself be carried away? The sensiblest man who ever lived.]