Famously from Lewis's Weight of Glory:
"We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased."
What happens when mud pies become genuinely (though not necessarily actually) more attractive than a holiday at the sea?
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if we eat them, they usually become a lot less attractive. in all seriousness, though, sometimes the mud pies are the nostalgic memory that we're used to. holidays at the sea might seem boring (and for some children, they actually are).
ReplyDeleteit's not like this doesn't happen either. it's not unlike a lot of people to hold onto what they're used to rather than move on to something better, though it seems more and more like "better" in this situation is being redefined as what you prefer rather than what might be better on a less personal scale. good? bad? hmm