RANTINGS
My new son-in-law is presumptuous. He has sent me an exquisitely crafted, leatherbound, limited edition of Aristotle with my name on it.
It had an innocuously earmarked page. Do you know what it says?
"Happiness does not consist in amusement. In fact, it would be strange if our end were amusement and if we were to labor and suffer hardships all our life long merely to amuse ourselves... The happy life is regarded as a life in conformity with virtue. It is a life which involves effort and is not spent in amusement."
Effort? Not amusement?!
Presumptuous!
(devours the edition anyway)
