The Lights Must Never Go Out

imageedit_2_4769243068One of my favorite stanzas in W.H. Auden’s famous poem “September 1, 1939” echoes Pascal’s argument that we avoid thinking about our true selves out of fear. I’ve found it to be a helpful explanation of the idea. Perhaps you will too.

Faces along the bar
Cling to their average day:
The lights must never go out,
The music must always play,
All the conventions conspire
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home;
Lest we should see where we are,
Lost in a haunted wood,
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good.