This is a quote from the book "The ​Virtue Of Selfishness" by Ayn Rand
...s is not smiles of authentic enjoyment, but the vacant, staring eyes, the jerky, disorganized movements of what looks like decentralized bodies, all working very hard — with a kind of flat-foo ted hysteria — at projecting an air of the purposeless, the senseless, the mindless. This is the “pleasure” of unconsciousness.

Or consider the quieter kind of “pleasures�
� that fill many people’s lives: family picnics, ladies’ parties or “coffee klatches,” charity bazaars, vegetative kinds of vacation — all of them occasions of quiet boredom for all co...
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