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After dropping out, Gilbert left his family home near Chicago and hitchhiked around the country, growing out his hair and strumming his guitar. While searching for his calling, he read Eastern philosophy, inspiring him to start asking what he terms “questions of the mind...
Finally, people misjudge their future happiness because they underestimate the power of the “psychological immune system.” In a dangerous or embarrassing situation, the human mind retreats into rationality, allowing those involved to move past the event and return to former levels of happiness. Because this psychological immune system does not kick in until necessary, people predict more dramatic changes in their happiness levels than actually occur...
...He’s constantly thinking about psychology,” says Wegner, who’s known Gilbert since the early 1980s, when both taught in Texas. “Questions come to mind, popping up like firecrackers all the time. Everything is relevant...
...something entirely different had happened. At the moment when Frederick had begun to feel his anger transform into something like ambivalence or even happiness, an image had flashed through his mind. Despite the visual feast which lay before him–the flickering light, the bejeweled tortoise on Felicity’s dressing table, the nude voluptuousness of his wife–it was a vision of that stable boy, shirtless, standing knee deep in a lake, playing a violin, which had appeared before him. It was this image above anything else which had brought him to the brink...
...fled through the dark rooms of his mansion, Frederick tried to erase the image from his mind. He tried to think of Felicity, of the housemaid, of the governess who had seduced him when he was twelve. But no bevy of bosomed beauties could match the burnished biceps of the stable boy and the masterful motion of his fingers as he coaxed music from the violin. The vision haunted him, and it would keep haunting him, a vision that even the oceans of port he imbibed that night would not wash away...