Almost overnight, a world of ungracious fact had melted into infinite possibility; we who belonged to no "leisured class", had been freed for a moment from the curse of Adam, the burdensome distinction between work and play. What opened before us was not a road but a boundless sea; it was enough to stretch one’s sails to the wind. The distracting urgency of an immediate destination was absent, duty no longer oppressed, boredom and disappointment were words without meaning; death was unthinkable.
Michael Oakeshott, from "The Idea of a University"
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