If it wasn’t for me, I’d do brilliantly.
~ Nicolas Chamfort
This was gruesomely true in Chamfort’s case, whose suicide attempt involved blasting off his nose and most of his jaw and repeatedly stabbing himself with a paper knife in the neck and chest – all which he survived. Was it dogged idiocy or admirable single-mindedness to move on to the knife after failing with the pistol? I shudder to think what such a person might make of himself if he showed half as much enthusiasm for living. In every endeavor there comes a moment for philosophic surrender; a happy life, I think, must contain many.