E.g.: Nothing in Weil's essay compares with this: "The sports of war, the joys of pillage, the luxury of rage, 'when it swells in a human breast, sweeter than honey on a human tongue,' the glitter of empty triumphs and mad enterprises--all these things are Achilles. Without Achilles, men would have peace; without Achilles, they would sleep on, frozen with boredom, till the planet itself grew cold."
— Jan 30, 2016 12:38PM
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