illustration by Vladimir Radunsky
for On a Beam of Light: A Story of Albert Einstein by Jennifer Berne
How strange is the lot of us mortals!
Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not,
though he sometimes thinks he senses it. But without deeper reflection
one knows from daily life that one exists for other people —
first of all for those upon whose smiles and well-being
our own happiness is wholly dependent, and then for the many,
unknown to us, to whose destinies we are bound by the ties of sympathy.
A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life
are based on the labors of other men, living and dead,
and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure
as I have received and am still receiving.
I am strongly drawn to a frugal life and am often oppressively aware
that I am engrossing an undue amount of the labor of my fellow-men.
I regard class distinctions as unjustified and, in the last resort,
based on force. I also believe that a simple and unassuming life
is good for everybody, physically and mentally.
~ Albert Einstein
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