Lowell’s exertions to find meaning in a thing, object, possession haven’t saved him from the emptiness and tedium of the inconsequential. The inconsequential continually threatens to drown you, to own you, to preempt your attention til, looking up, you find yourself at the end of the night.
Paula Fox on A Meaningful Life by L. J. Davis, in an essay collected in News From The World
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