I picked up Pascal’s Pensées for a reread in 1991 (having read them first about five years earlier) and jotted down the following notes:
Like a casual conversation over tea–casual, easygoing, pithy, humorous–and yet matters of such weight, intensity, honesty, transparency, and truth. Pascal is like Kierkegaard sans angst and misanthropy–someone you would genuinely like to meet.
My favorite: “Man is so inevitably mad that not to be mad would be to put a mad twist to madness.”
Yeah! I think I’m due for another reread. Korrektiv Summer Reading Klub, anyone?
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