Deprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad.
Fyodor Dostoevsky--you wouldn't have hurt me like this for nothing. So what have I done? How have I wronged you? Tell me.
Fyodor DostoevskyDeprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad.
Fyodor Dostoevsky--you wouldn't have hurt me like this for nothing. So what have I done? How have I wronged you? Tell me.
Fyodor Dostoevsky