“It's extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with
dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it's just as well; and it may
be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable
majority so supportable and so welcome. Nevertheless, there can be but
few of us who had never known one of these rare moments of awakening
when we see, hear, understand ever so much—everything—in a flash—before
we fall back again into our agreeable somnolence.”
Happiness is a way of acknowledging your inherent hopelessness in the face of death. It is the first gasp of air you breath in once you have come out of the depths of despair. Conscious of the inevitable existence in a physical universe and the dreary wait that it entails, and yet without any deliberate motive to end it, you simply don't despair. Death inflicts happiness.
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