All
the misfortunes of Man come from his inability
to
sit quietly in his room alone. – Blaise
Pascal
I
am an old man, and I am content to sit
alone
in my room. As a young man I never
really
believed I could feel this way, but I guess
I
had to live this long in order to reach this point.
Oh,
I spent time out in the world long ago,
and
like Dostoyevsky’s Underground Man,
when
I came back home I would beat the walls.
I
had so little then and desired so much. Now I
desire
nothing, consequently I am rich. And I can
sit
here alone, no longer having to make
other
people happy, only myself. Besides, they’re
all
gone – two wives, my
parents, all my friends –
and
there's no one else to please. Alone in my room
the
walls are my friends, the walls keep me safe, and I
no
longer beat them. It has taken me a long time to arrive
at
this place, but I’m glad that I’m finally able
to
take Pascal’s advice. Of course you can't close out
all
the problems of the world. Pascal was wrong about that.
But
if you can be content to sit in your room, you can
be
happy, and keep the sadness out, and that is everything.
published online November 2011 in the Longlist Anthology of the 2011 Montreal Prize
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