He watched the scene and thought of life…
Jan 6th, 2010 by Joseph
He watched the scene and thought of life; and (as always happened when he thought of life) he became sad. A gentle melancholy took possession of him. He felt how useless it was to struggle against fortune, this being the burden of wisdom which the ages had bequeathed to him.
Dubliners “A Little Cloud” - James Joyce, pg 77