With all due respect to Bert, it doesn't look like his advice worked for himself. I mean, the man is frowning in the dark, and seems to be looking over his shoulder at that fleeting happiness he is supposed to have conquered. But seriously, it's a good book, actually. I just had to post this incongruous cover.
Cynicism is my bete noir, and this is what Bertrand Russel has to say about it:
"Cynicism such as one finds very frequently among the most highly educated young men and women of the West results from the combination of comfort with powerlessness. Powerlessness makes people feel that nothing is worth doing, and comfort makes the painfulness of this feeling just endurable."
