[b]John Fowles from The French Lieutenant’s Woman
We can sometimes recognize the looks of a century ago on a modern face; but never those of a century to come.[/b]
Memetically more than genetically of course.
For him the tragedy of Homo sapiens is that the least fit to survive breed the most.
Should we go there or not?
He knew the world and its absurdities as only an intelligent Irishman can; which is to say that where his knowledge or memory failed him, his imagination was always ready to fill the gap.
Is this a compliment more or less than a slight?
You will see that Charles set his sights high. Intelligent idlers always have, in order to justify their idleness to their intelligence.
Or, for some, if they set their sights low.
You may wonder how I had not seen it before. I believe I had. But to see something is not the same as to acknowledge it.
In other words, if it deserves to be acknowledged at all.
…if you knew the mess my life was in…the waste of it…the uselessness of it. I have no moral purpose, no real sense of duty to anything.
Some figure that out while others just stumble into it.