1-3. I said to myself, “Let’s go for it—experiment with pleasure, have a good time!” But there was nothing to it, nothing but smoke.What do I think of the fun-filled life? Insane! Inane!My verdict on the pursuit of happiness? Who needs it?With the help of a bottle of wineand all the wisdom I could muster,I tried my level bestto penetrate the absurdity of life.I wanted to get a handle on anything useful we mortals might doduring the years we spend on this earth.
11. Then I took a good look at everything I’d done, looked at all the sweat and hard work. But when I looked, I saw nothing but smoke. Smoke and spitting into the wind. There was nothing to any of it. Nothing.