Monday, October 11, 2010

did I miss something?

Where in Socrates is there an acknowledgment of the sheer pain and sadness of daily living?
I know not where.
Better to read Elizabeth Bowen--whose luscious prose if filled with recreations of the daily project of misunderstanding which is our lives with others....
Shall I perhaps blame Plato's artistry?

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