And in Rebecca Solnit’s words, “Hope is not a lottery ticket you can sit on the sofa and clutch, feeling lucky. It is an axe you break down doors with in an emergency…. Hope is a gift you don't have to surrender, a power you don't have to throw away.”
That is pretty unfair of me, because not only am I assuming an awful lot, but Laszlo seems pretty content, certainly more content and happier than I am. Feeling sorry for someone, projecting your idea of success and meaning, while perhaps well intended, is awfully insulting