When the star doesn't Have to go out

"Oh, no, he'll come back. We all come back. These private little revolutions always die. The compromise is always made...every man does have a star. The star of one's honesty. And you spend your life groping for it, but once it's out it never lights again. I don't think he went very far. He probably just wanted to be alone to watch his star go out..."
-All My Sons, Arthur Miller

Scary thoughts. Harsh. Pessimistic. Fatalist. So condescending. It doesn't even pretend to be regretful while Being Realistic.

Yuk.

Excuse me while I hang on to a bit of idealism.