Ice Friday: Luigi Pirandello’s “Mattia Pascal”

Oh why…I asked myself desperately…does mankind toil so to make the apparatus of its living more and more complicated? Why this clatter of machines? And what will man do when machines do everything for him? Will he then realize that what is called progress has nothing to do with happiness? 20150714_155428Even if we admire all the inventions that science sincerely believes will enrich our lives, what joy do they bring us after all?