Pleasures and sufferings recur in life, but pleasure and its memories pass away like the summer evenings, while sorrow endures like the winter cold. What is the meaning of this? They say that experience teaches us to live better, but what is better living? Which is better, to rear a large family, making a livelihood by being enslaved to a selfish and crafty employer, or to live as a hermit? Who knows? Desires die unfulfilled, ambitions are killed in the cradle, age brings darker shadows. What is the meaning of it all? Neither science nor philosophy seems to inform us convincingly on the meaning of life. People say that it is all evolution; yet we see but little improvement in humanity since Aristotle.
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