As a reference for Cicero, Tusculan Disputations 1.14:
One of my favorite songs from 1986, and the idea behind it keeps popping up, again and again.
What am I doing it for? When do I see the good coming to fruition? It isn't always clear if these grand plans are the work of sages or of madmen.
Could I choose to live well now, and not worry one bit about any legacy?
The Fixx, "Built for the Future" from Walkabout (1986)
Some say a trick, some say a look
It's just a way of thinking after all
From underneath something concrete
It's just a way of coping, coping with it all
Some with revolt, some will obey
Who attains perfection and who's to say
A criminal or a cardinal
They're both frightened of angels
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future
For some a walk, to some a dance
It's just a form of motion one and all
Without dispute the least aware
Will no doubt see the ragings of a fool
First we look then we spy
The man who has a vision wants it all
A sin so clean rule supreme
The power to undermine
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future
It's just a way of thinking after all
From underneath something concrete
It's just a way of coping, coping with it all
Some with revolt, some will obey
Who attains perfection and who's to say
A criminal or a cardinal
They're both frightened of angels
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future
For some a walk, to some a dance
It's just a form of motion one and all
Without dispute the least aware
Will no doubt see the ragings of a fool
First we look then we spy
The man who has a vision wants it all
A sin so clean rule supreme
The power to undermine
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future
Some say a trick, some say a look . . .
At first a glance, then a chance
To make a simple gesture worth it all
A conquer all, a desert stall
That serves a drink to people under the sun
At last the place, now where's the time
To take in all the other points of view
Some are inert but one exists
To build a bridge
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future
At first a glance, then a chance
To make a simple gesture worth it all
A conquer all, a desert stall
That serves a drink to people under the sun
At last the place, now where's the time
To take in all the other points of view
Some are inert but one exists
To build a bridge
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future
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