icki micki diyorlar. biri insanin kendini ortama ait hissetmedigi zaman cok ictigini soylemisti. su da cikti bugun karistirirken. dogru oldugunu dusundugumden degil, pek siirsel oldugunu dusundugumden alintiliyorum.
"or again, watch people at a gay evening. all come determined to be happy, with the kind of grim resolve with which one determines not to make a fuss at the dentist's. it is held that drink and petting are the gateways to joy, so people get drunk quickly, and try not to notice how much their partners disgust them. after a sufficient amount of drink, men begin to weep, and to lament how unworthy they are, morally, of the devotion of their mothers. all that alcohol does for them is to liberate the sense of sin, which reason suppresses in a saner moments."
bertrand russell, the conquest of happiness.