“I have observed a number of superficially contented men and women, and I maintain they are dangerous. Personally, I am glad to say there a lot of things today with which I am not contented. I am not contented with myself, I am not contented with the development of my character, and with my literary career. And there seems to me very little ground for general contentment. I must repeat – I fear the contented man. I fear him because there is no progress unless there is discontent. Without it today, I even believe, there can be no inner peace of mind.
(John P. Marquand, 1893 – 1960)
27th March, 1969