Tuesday, June 14, 2011

the world of our experience

That unshareable feeling which each one of us has of the pinch of his individual destiny as he privately feels it rolling out on fortune's wheel may be disparaged for its egotism, may be sneered at as unscientific, but it is the one thing that fills up the measure of our concrete actuality, and any would be existent that should lack such a feeling, or its analogue, would be a piece of reality only half made up.
William James, The Varieties of Religious Experience

This book is one of the most profound things I have ever read.

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