Tanken tagen på bar gärning

If man was able to drain all repetition from his life so that each moment was a unique creation, if each place, each event, each thought were new and filled with the risk of uncertainty, chased by a small demitasse of anxiety, with the awesomeness of novelty and surprise, that would justify a real life, not like these mass-marketed, manufactured little existences we live today, where each scene in our concocted existence is set in a home or job, with the same recurrent cast of minor characters.

Det bara påminde så mycket om resonemanget i en diskussion jag haft senaste tiden att jag var tvungen att skriva av stycket i boken. En väldigt intressant diskussion för övrigt :)