Harry Hope's Saloon

This blog takes it's name from the setting for O'Neill's The Iceman Cometh -- a lousy gin-mill; a smoked-out, greasy dive where the habitues have all landed, it seems, permanently. Their lives, in each case, are paralyzed by fear and laziness. Like my own.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Tainted Blessing

Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life. Thus people haunted by purposelessness in their lives try to find a new content not only by dedicating themselves to a holy cause but also by nursing a fanatical grievance.

-- Eric Hoffer, The True Believer


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