“But here there is a shimmering illusion of a society that is, in its capacity for hope and optimism, far superior to anything the world has known before. The gambling is nothing. It is a lived metaphor for a real hope: the hope that maybe someday, maybe tomorrow, even after the dice fall, even after our mysteries are solved, we can be happy. Because now, we can only be happy in that moment when the dice are in the air, when everything is a mystery, when we can continue in petty ignorance.”
