“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.” -Ernest Hemingway
It’s so true, really.
Are intelligent people incapable of being truly, irrevocably happy? Maybe it has something to do with the direct correlation between stupidity and obliviousness.
On the sliding scale of intelligence, those ranked higher are typically more aware – that is, happiness is usually a bi-product of naiveté.
That just seems sad, really.