Occupied entirely by his solitude, he then walks on the banks of the Marne River, envying the weekday workers now resting on the grass, in easy couple-harmony. "Two by two, they had chosen each other, one day" and had no regrets; occupied by office details or a walk or a movie, or some children, they were participators in "average life," in its not particularly productive solidity, which didn't have to be discussed or examined: it remained unquestioned. And this solid resistance, unquestioning and unchallenging, is what makes up life, leading, like the preceding passage, to the pickle summit, to its own plaintive exclamation with its implicit wonder: all the same it is for those people that there are strawberries in the woods!---and that, too, unquestionably true.
Introduction of Communicating Vessel by Andre Breton
written by Mary Ann Caws
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