For the love of order

It occurred to me that whenever I read a new book I hope to find in it something that would answer all my questions…or make them meaningless. I guess I still fancy the Utopian notion that the world and its self-proclaimed rulers move and act under a set of principles that is possible to be outlined as a simple systematic diagram, a sort of a map pointing the safe route amidst the alluring pitfalls of life. It’s one of the many contradictions our own experience confronts us with: as children we are taught there are certain rules we have to obey and we grow up only to discover no one actually does it. Life is a game but it is a fair one only in books.