John Steinbeck wrote a novel in 1961 titled, The Winter of our Discontent. The basis of the book is the “moral decline” within the U.S. This was in the 60s. I imagine today, this book would be even more relevant. Has anyone read it? Amazon included the top three sentences that Kindle users highlighted in […]
Today, let’s pour out our hearts for those people who are so discontent with their lives, with the world, that they contemplate suicide. It’s like they’ve fallen into an empty well. There are no apparent means of escape, so they just sit in the mud and muck and sink deeper and deeper into their hole.
It’s easy to be discontent, especially when everything around you seems to be falling apart. We get depressed, bitter. Maybe we stop being able to see the good. We can’t see the silver lining. But there are other people…people who have lost everything; people who have only a few months to live who we would
I know so many people who are in a “winter of discontent.” They seem to complain about everything and be happy about nothing. It makes for a miserable existence. When I think of the word “discontent” I immediately think of the first line from Richard III (by William Shakespeare): “Now is the winter of our
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